Everyday I talk to my band director and ask him how he is feeling. I feel like his own little diary, he gets a big smile on his face, lightens up a bit and rants about his entire day to me.
The other day, I mentioned how I thought the name “Elizabeth” was really pretty. My band director then said, “I agree - that would’ve been the name of…”, it turns out him and his wife were planning to name their daughter Elizabeth then they could out they couldn’t have kids. He teared up in front of me for the first time - he actually opened up his life, he’s always been the geekiest, funnest, most hilarious guy but we’ve never known anything about his personal life, I swore myself to secrecy but it does feel so nice to know he trusts me enough to tell me private things.
My parents don’t understand what it is like to be in band; they think that, because it doesn’t require stunning feats of athleticism or awe inspiring musings of intellect, it’s a “waste of expended time and effort”. However, that couldn’t be any further from the truth. Band— or music in general— is a totally different animal; it encompasses not only intelligence, but also understanding, work ethic, and love for what you do. People who have not had a music experience will ever understand why the stereotypical “band geek” holds, with great vivacity, an amorphous mass of passion, pride, and spirit of competition in the palms of their hands. It’s not a sport, it’s not a science club, it’s not an honor society, but music is powerful to those who heed its calling. Do what you enjoy in life; you will be the only one that lives with the decisions that you make.
Drum Major auditions are next week, I have never been this nervous for anything in my entire life. I tried out last year and was given the band president position but I know that next year (my senior year) I want to be drum major.
OHHHH! I don’t speak french, or even SAY french words, and I’m not that informed, old or classy. I’m going to a conservatory. Instead of sitting on the toilet, I’ll sit on the toilette, or whatever it is. And have some tea while doing so. I’m really from Europe though. But you know, I’m kind of stupid, oh well. But thanks anyway. Sorry for coming off as a bitch…then again, I am a bitch, well, right now I feel bitchy. Man, the stress is getting to me. So sorry. :’)
Just to let you know it is 'conservatoire' not 'conservatory.'
I don’t write the secrets. I just post them.
I’m soo extremely stressed, because I’m going to be attending a conservatory in Europe soon, and it’s a pretty dang great one- one of the world’s top conservatories. And it’s going to be different from my university’s school of music. Obviously I’m going to be taking all these courses so I know what to expect and to be ready for my audition there. I’m confident because I know I have what it takes, but I’m scared as hell! Also, I don’t know jack about music theory, only the basics like chord progressions in scales, types of cadences and so on. I’m awful at counterpoint and transposing, grrrrr. But I try. Music theory is the thing that twists my brain like no other! So yeah that’s my secret :P
: In two weeks our band is having leadership auditions. There are six of us trying out for drum major, one is a freshman who wants the experience for the future and the other five are all juniors - competing to be drum major for our Senior year. It has already been a blood bath and all I can think is - next year - no matter who gets it, I hope we all stay friends.
