The weather is so much better now. Whew! This means that I actually slept straight through the night. NIce.
I’ve painted my studio. I thought I’d just get started today—maybe do one wall or at least edge things. But the thing is, once I begin I may as well finish because I hate cleaning the roller [...]
Every artist was first an amateur.
-Ralph Waldo Emerson
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I really should have thought to take a “before” picture of what will be my studio. But of course I didn’t. And it’s too late now! (When I know I have to do something with a room I usually do something to it that will force me to get to it. In this case it [...]
I can’t stand being in Chicago anymore and hearing the Brahms Violin Concerto in the elevator. Because that shows me that when they come to the concert hall they listen to it in the same way.
-Daniel Barenboim
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We were crazy to start with. All we had to do was learn the fingerings.
-Attributed to Robert Bloom, oboist
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I found wallpaper at a fabulous price today. (It was returned, so they were selling it at a very good price!) The background is very neutral, with thin gold stripes and a larger black stripe. (I was planning on choosing stripes because I’m not in the mood to do any matching of pattern at all. [...]
because you did a search on
nude pics of patricia mitchell
Forget about it!
(There must be some famous Patricia Mitchell I’m unfamiliar with. Anyone want to enlighten me?)
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As I suspected, it wasn’t the conductor. But the whole plot was so … so … operatic.
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Heh. So Law & Order: Criminal Intent is on right now. It begins with an opera singer singing some of Lucia di Lammermoor (with the flute … you know the part) at rehearsal. The conductor has a fit and says some ridiculous things and storms on to the stage. Then someone tells the orchestra that [...]
Well, well, well … do the Giants deliberately lose just to make me sad? I wonder.
And I was rereading my last entry and in reading what I cut and pasted from another site …:
An Oboe has a special sound all unto it’s own that creates a feeling no other instrument can.
Heh … so not [...]
Another hot day in San Jose.
Too hot to think, to hot to play.
I really should attempt to wind
a reed or two. But never mind.
There. Poetry of sorts. Or not. I really need to go back to my feeble sonnet attempts. I know I’d never be good enough to be published, but I did enjoy the [...]
I would advise my young colleagues, the composers of symphonies, to drop in sometimes at the kindergarten, too. It is there that it is decided whether there will be anybody to understand their works in twenty years’ time.
-Zoltan Kodaly
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“You are excused. You are entitled to a one year exemption. Thank you for your service.”
So there you go. Checking the website twice each day, not knowing if I could go anywhere, and I was never called. Now that it’s over I do my typical pattything™ and think, “Well, gee, I think I [...]
Someone landed here when doing a search on booing at concerts etiquette.
Hmmm.
Is there ettiquette on booing? Should we boo on a certain pitch, or for a certain amount of time?
The only hard and fast rule I can think of is this: Never boo at the oboe or English horn players!
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my old oboe …??
Well, no, please don’t. But it’s been reported that a man’s ashes were put into his clarinet (with the remaining ashes “in the lining of the clarinet case” whatever that means).
Hmmm.
I honestly don’t care what someone does with this old body of mine once I’ve departed this earth. But please, [...]
In my music, I’m trying to play the truth of what I am. The reason it’s difficult is because I’m changing all the time.
-Charles Mingus
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No jury duty today. I checked in this morning (after a lovely dental appointment where I was informed that I will, once again, be crowned) and now I’m to check in again after 5:00. I hope hope hope hope hope that this means I’ll get to teach my students tomorrow.
As to the dentist; the [...]
This cadenza to Mozart’s Third Violin Concerto made me smile.
Now I’m not sure if I should smile. But I did. So there. And I laughed. I also rolled my eyes.
I’d heard of the violinist, Gilles Apap, before, and I’m trying to remember what it was I was considering purchasing by him. It might [...]
I guess I got it wrong. McCartney’s birthday was the 18th, not Saturday, as I thought. Shame on me. I never was good with numbers, though.
Jury Duty
This is the week. On Friday I was told to check in between noon and 1:00 today. Today I’ve been told to check between 11:00 and 12:00 tomorrow morning. [...]
I’ve been home for a while, actually.
The wedding was lovely, but the poor wedding party was in the sun the whole time and it was extremely hot. I had told them I’d need a covering, so while I was pretty darn warm, I didn’t have to sit in the sun. The wedding began later than [...]
I am playing a wedding at 5:00 today. It’s an outdoor, winery-setting, Los Gatos wedding, and it’s not going to be a cool day. I checked a weather site, and it suggests it’ll be 86. Sigh. I have played in much hotter weather, though. Once, up at a winery, it was 112. That was killer [...]
Happy Birthday, Paul McCartney.
I wonder if you were thinking about being 64 when you sang that!?
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Sarah has written a bit about what she thought about the Piazza broadcast of last night.
I’m still processing.
I’ll watch it again. And maybe again. I recorded it so that I can do such a thing.
Meanwhile, it’s sort of sticking with me, but not as much as some shows. Maybe because, while I was [...]
… this one is going to BOTH of my sites!
Some spam is so darn bad it’s incredibly good. Really. Take note:
Dear Deborah A Zwilling,
I just involvement to let you know how innovative I am with this product.
I have been mounting receiving smear people emails with leave of absence of tetimonials and requests for this [...]
Today is my last day at Santa Clara University for this school year. I have already finished up at UCSC. This year has sped by. I hate to be so typical and sound so cliché, but it’s true that time passes quicker every year. I remember those elementary school days; it seemed like a day [...]
