An important life lesson I learned while playing the oboe growing up was that no one ever notices the oboe when it’s playing in tune with the rest of the orchestra, but everyone recognizes it when it hits the wrong note.
*FBQD = Facebook Quote of the Day. I rarely can find these these days, as Facebook forced a website called “Open Book” to close down because they were so concerned about privacy issues. (Yes, I laugh as I type that!)
Gee … I’ve not posted a Facebook Quote of the Day for eons … but I found this …
Dusted off my oboe to help a graduate conducting major with his recital. My reeds are six years older than the other oboist! Even so, it came right back and was great fun!
i got a one on my oboe solo!!! that is the best grade u can get!!!
I love reading these happy Facebook posts!
(Very likely this is the last FBQD. 🙁
Listening to myself play oboe… haven’t heard that in a long time.
I’m in a rock band with a 94 year old Oboe Player!!!
I hate when people call an oboe a flute… It obviously isn’t a flute it doesn’t sound like a pretty bird… It’s sounds like a sexy duck. I think my family is just use to me playing the flute. Watch, when I play flute again they are prolly going to call it an oboe–_–
There really needs to be a boy band of oboe players called “The Hautbois”.
Oboe reeds. Ugh. Mahler! Yay!
Next goal: learn how to play the oboe. Anyone have an extra oboe lying around the house you’d be willing to lend me for a few months?
so im pretty sure my oboe reed is broken. >.< this sucks soo bad because high school UIL is thursday and i dont have any more reeds
An absolute requirement: my students must have at least three working reeds. More is better.
