Yes, this site was down from sometime shortly after 11:00 PM until I reset things this morning after 8:00.

Dan … Kelsey … I need to switch to WordPress. Help!

I’m losing reeders and readers, I’m sure. I do apologize, folks. It shouldn’t be this way. Really.

In Other News
Three students (one new!) and two services today. (Music lingo: one service is a rehearsal or performance) It’s Play! time. (No, not the movie, which I do happen to own.)

We had one rehearsal yesterday, and today we move on to the stage and work with the video. I have to remember to bring my camera … I’m hoping some of the costumed attendees will allow me to take their pictures. We’ll see!

26. May 2007 · Comments Off · Categories: imported, Ramble


It seems to me that as performers, we need to be reminded that we have an obligation to take risks, to push ourselves to be better, and, especially, to try to do things that we’re not sure we can do.

-Matt Albert of Eighth Blackbird (read here)

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As sexy as the earlier video? I dunno. Funny. You bet!

I wish I could put YouTube videos up here, but so far they don’t work with Manila. (And YES, I want to switch and dump this, really I do … but patience! I have to wait until things are figured out so that I don’t run into too many problems when I finally go for it!)

Anyway … ramble ramble … since I can’t put YouTube videos here, go visit this at Chris Foley’s site. I loved this one.

Sexy piano. Sexy pianists.

Oboists?

Hmmm. Somehow I’m not sure it would work.

I have, though, played Piazzolla. Great fun. And yes, seductive sort of stuff. And I’ve played Tango Barroco by Michael Touchi. And that was the closest I’ve ever felt to being a … hmmm … “sexy oboist” sounds like an oxymoron, yes?

25. May 2007 · Comments Off · Categories: imported, News


If you’ve felt somewhat uncentered at Rochester Philharmonic Orchestra concerts in the past year, it might have been because the orchestra was trading oboe players like baseball cards in order to find just the right match. The RPO announced Thursday it found its new star pitcher (aka oboist) Erik Behr.

Behr, 28, will leave his position as principal oboist with the Houston Grand Opera and Houston Ballet, which he has held since 2005, to join the RPO.

RTWT

The dominoes keep falling ….

(I’ve read that Jeffrey Stephenson will be taking the Houston jobs for the upcoming year.)
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At last I heard the music of the drums and shamisen, and the whisking noise of the clothing as the other dancers moved quickly past me onto the stage; but it’s very hard for me to remember anything afterward. I’m sure I raised my arms with my folding fan closed and my knees bent—for this was the position in which I made my entrance. I heard no suggestion afterward that I’d missed my cue, but all I remember clearly is watching my own ams with amazement at the sureness and evenness with which they moved. I’d practiced this dance any number of times; I suppose that must have been enough. Because although my mind had shut down completely, I perfromed my role without any difficulty or nervousness.

-Arthur Golden (Memoirs of a Geisha, these are the words of the main character)

Yes. This is sometimes the way it feels when one has prepared very well. And if the brain shuts down, so be it. The body knows what to do. My fingers have done this at times. I’m always amazed.

Practice. Good practice. It works.

24. May 2007 · Comments Off · Categories: imported, Quotes


The oboe, clarinet, bassoon and horn soloists are crisp as potato chips. They’re as good as good gets—better.

-read on a blog

Hmmm. Just not sure this is the way I’d wish to be described!
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24. May 2007 · Comments Off · Categories: imported, Videos

Can one really break glass with a voice? Fun (16+ minute) Mythbusters video. I do wish, though, that they had tried an opera singer. Because.
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Read at another musician’s site:

My latest *bells and whistles* in the purchasing department

*scoring a new pair of shimmering green cloisine-like camper sandals that have lemonade-colored rubber wedged heels

Now would this be an oboist? Brass player? Just what instrumentalist would be excited about these sandals?

Wanna guess? ;-)

(Yes, I do stereotype. Sorry. It’s what we oboists do.)

23. May 2007 · Comments Off · Categories: imported, Quotes


Great art, after all, portrays a world in which nobody meets cute, everybody ends up dead, and most people get a lot less out of life than they want—none of which is especially restful to contemplate at the end of a long day.

-Terry Teachout

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Next year I am required to perform in a recital at UCSC. I’m fine with that. I’d be happy to be in one every year, in fact. I like playing chamber music, and recitals keep me working. Hard.

But planning? Ugh. I absolutely hate planning!

To begin with some of the adjunct faculty decided we’d try to do a WWQ. Now WWQs are not my favorite things … I love brass quintets and I love string quartets and quintets, but I think the timbre variety and problems with balance just turn most WWQ music into a big messy problem. But still, it would just be fun to work with my colleagues and, besides, I just want to get things going.

We were given four recital dates from which to choose. All Saturday evenings. Yikes! Out of the five of us, we play in at least six different orchestras. Why are they offering only Saturdays now? Last time it was Sunday evenings, and while it was a stretch for us to play an afternoon performance and race to a recital, it was at more doable than this. But eventually I did think we actually found a Saturday night that worked. We would be able to join in on a joint faculty recital. All American composers. Cool.

Heh.

Too easy, too. I knew it would have to be more difficult than that!

Turns out two players (bassoon and horn) have gigs.

So now we have to figure out where to go from here. We have flute, oboe and clarinet. We can add outside players for bassoon and horn, but finding money to pay them might be a problem. We could do a trio, but one of us says, “The hall is too large for a trio!” We could add bassoon only, which might make it easier, but of course that limits music choices.

OR … we could change things a bit and do something for flute, oboe, clarinet and … and what?! Anyone want to offer up suggestions? Anyone want to write some works for us? I’ll even take WWQ advice, since we very well might go that direction. Also on the program are violin and piano. (I wondered about the Stravinsky* Pastorale arrangement, but that doesn’t use flute and does use bassoon. Rats. It also uses English horn as well as oboe, but I know someone who would probably be willing to join in the fun, so I wouldn’t have worried about that.)

Thoughts? Anyone? Anyone?

*Yeah, I was turning Stravinsky into an American composer. He died here, so I think I’m allowed. Sort of.

22. May 2007 · Comments Off · Categories: imported, Ramble


These days, listening to music means hearing the gorgeous and inexhaustible power of strings, winds, brass, and percussion. If I want to hear the sound of guitar and drums, these days I simply play a show with my band.

-Carlos D of Interpol (read here)

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Ceaseless work, analysis, reflection, writing much, endless self-correction, that is my secret.

-Johann Sebastian Bach

If any of you oboists don’t yet own Saint-Saëns’ Sonata for Oboe and Piano you can now download it … for free! I guess it’s no longer under copyright. Cool eh?

My understanding is that this is all legal. I’m a stickler about copyright laws, so if I’m wrong do let me know please. But the International Music Score Library Project is well worth a look-see … and a download or two. Or three. Or more. :-)

I’m “borrowing” this, but I certainly give credit where credit is due, so thanks to The Reverberate Hills; or The Apotheosis of the Narwhal.

Actual dialogue overheard in the lower lobby of the Pittsburgh Opera House during a Billy Budd intermission:

Wife: What was that other Billy musical we saw?
Husband: (after a pause) Billy Elliott.

This was far too hysterical (If you don’t know why, you need to ask me. In private. So as not to embarrass yourself. Even though I clearly am not afraid of embarrassing myself.) and I had to post it.