11/2/2003 7:46:09 PM
I went to the Houston Symphony today. It's so great to be able to get out in the city on my own. The nicest thing happened to me today. I was wandering around the bus system being lost and confused when a random guy gave me his day pass, instructed me where to get off and where to get back on again, and went out of his way to stop at my stop and help me, even if it meant having to catch another bus AND pay extra fare (since he was by then without his pass). He managed to do all of this without being creepy a bit. It really affirms my faith in humanity. I never realized I was such a cynic, but I never expect people to even answer if I ask them questions, so I almost broke down and cried when this guy was so courteous and helpful. It's sort of pathetic, but people can be really great sometimes.
Mahler 1. Such a great concert. I love being able to just enjoy music for what it is--some of my friends will attend the Houston Symphony and come back criticizing every aspect of the performance, but my theory is, why bother then? And I got to run around with a friend of mine afterwards; he is in the bass section and informed me of a lot that is going on behind the Tanglewood scenes. Whee. It's been a good day. Especially since I started it by practicing. Woo.
10/15/2003 2:00:36 AM
My last entry posted under Andrea's name. I'm not sure why. Any ideas?
Just had fall break. It was relaxing, but I'm ready for things to start up again. I've been drowning myself in computer code all day. You almost would think I was a Comp Sci major.
10/5/2003 1:06:36 AM
I just returned from watching the Shepherd School Symphony--the orchestra whose conductor beams at me every time he passes me in the hall and says "I can't wait to have you in the orchestra next semester!", the orchestra that I'm completely thrilled to be a part of. I sat in the audience and cried (as much as I didn't want to, in my front row center seat) because I was so proud and excited to be a part of this place. Yes, it's total cheese. But I hope I never become jaded enough that I don't appreciate playing with an outstanding group of musicians. Then, no matter how good I am, I'm still like the BSO. (I *love* the BSO. They are amazing. Energy and passion, however, are not their stronger points.)
Also, Prokofiev is TEH SQUEE.
Wednesday I managed to accomplish two feats that I never thought I would have the courage to do. In the morning I premiered my Opus 1, so to speak--two compositions I'd written for theory class. I am not a composer and have never composed anything before. Considering this, the performance went off surprisingly well. People were coming up to me later in the day and telling me how impressed they'd been. o.O I think I'm always vaguely surprised when I perform and no one laughs me off the stage--I'm not sure why, since I know perfectly well that there's no good reason for this to happen. My confidence was shot to hell at age eleven, but it should have regenerated by now. Bah.
Then, late that night, Laura and I went out to the Mucky Duck, an Irish pub, and I ended up in the middle of a stage with a dozen or so other musicians in the middle of a Celtic jam session, knowing virtually none of their tunes and armed with a whole set of tunes that were unknown to them in turn. It was insanely awkward, since at least three of them were there because Laura had called beforehand and told them that they should come to this session because "I'm bringing this girl from Boston and she's a really good fiddle player!" For the first several sets, I wanted to sink into the proverbial floor. "Just start a tune!" Laura told me. "They'll follow you even if they don't know it." Okay, what the hell, can't lose. I did "Blind Man's" and "Trip to Pakistan" and "Bay of Fundy" and a couple other ones. They loved them.
It was incredible--people randomly jumping in and jamming, getting up and dancing in the aisles if they felt like it, overflowing off the stage into the surrounding chairs and tables, singing and playing fiddles and guitars and accordions and bodhrans and tin whistles (apparently there is a piper who comes sometimes, ahaha). All this energy and musicality and spontaneity. I'm going to go as much as I can from here on out.
9/28/2003 9:34:55 PM
Oops. That last should have been
9/28/2003 9:33:41 PM
I've actually spent a relatively productive weekend. I'm amazed that I've actually begun to be self-motivated, to not party until after I've finished a good portion of my work, to focus, and all that. This is a new development for me! o.o
In other news, I really like Lord of the Rings. See the link below. *squee* Can't wait until December.