Shall We Gather At The River
played on the mbira (new to me!)
Orlando Gibbons: Hosanna to the Son of David
Chanticleer
Not really oboe-y at all … but I thought I’d share my day with you:
Today was quite a busy day. It began with a walk. We were going to get my latté and Dan’s cappucino (somewhat late, as we did sleep in) at The Birch, next door to the Gershwin Hotel, where Così will take place. We were meeting up with Jennifer Peterson, who will be conducting Così. Dan will be taking photos on the nights I’m playing, so he was checking out the venue. The coffee was a great way to start the day, as was meeting Jennifer.
From there Dan and I took a train* to the Museum of Natural History. We had lunch there (by this time it was after noon) and later Brandon met up with us there. We checked out the dioramas, fossils, and meteors, among other things. After that we walked a very short walk to Central Park, and had a brief visit there. We took a train to High Line Park, and walked. And walked. From there we walked and took a train to our dinner destination of Veselka. We had a most scrumptious dinner with Brandon and Lia. I think we arrived back at the hotel at about 10:30 or so. One long day, but very fun.
My back held out, but there were times when it was unhappy. Fortunately I can usually find a place to take a seat for a while. The weird thing was that my left knee has decided to be pesky. But that’s life, eh?
I’ll post pictures later. I have to download some from my camera, and I can’t do that at the moment.
*While I want to call it a “subway ride” I suspect “train” is the word a true New Yorker would use. I’m using it because it’s shorter. ;-)
[name here] is on another oboe kick…..why can’t brass musicians be this musical?!?!?!?!
(Please note: I don’t write these. I just post ‘em!)
We are here in NYC, and I’d post pictures but we are racing out the door to meet up with Jennifer Peterson of the Così event. We’ll be checking out the venue where I’ll be playing and Dan will be taking photos. Stay tuned for more pictures, but for now this is it (just a little picture; this is the view from one of our hotel windows) … gotta run!
Why, oh why did I invite Kendall to my oboe recital thing?
I think I want learn to play the violin….because the flute, bassoon, and oboe aren’t enough obviously.
Hello Teacher,
I’m Mr Lewis Wigens during my search for a music teacher in the area that would always take my Daughter (Gwyn) and I found your advert.Your advert looks great and it is very okay to me since you specialize in the area I am seeking for her. My daughter will be coming to your Country by September 1, 2010 for 2 Months. She is just 15yrs Old, she is a beginner, she can speak English, she love dancing, I want you to help me teach her music for increasing musical proficiency during her stay in the Country because i will not want her to less busy, i want her to engage in something to keep her busy during her stay.
… I’ll spare you the remainder of the email. But what I wonder is this: Who is “Mr Lewis Wigins” when he’s NOT searching for a music teacher?
A little Ravel by the Farkas Quintet
My oboe teacher described this piece as ‘easy’. It’s 7 pages of notation like this. She needs psychiatry. [picture removed to protect the tweeter, but it does look like a difficult work!]
Ever since the New York Philharmonic was founded in 1842, the orchestra’s brass section — horn, trumpet, trombone, bass trombone, tuba — had been a man’s world. Then Amanda Davidson auditioned. A graduate of the Juilliard School with a passion for Mahler, Brahms and ESPN, Mrs. Davidson, 28, became the brass section’s first female member last September, having previously been principal trombonist of the San Antonio Symphony. (She competed for the Philharmonic job with Mark Davidson, 27, whom she was dating and later married.) Her title is associate principal trombone, an instrument with which she is familiar. She has been playing it since she was 6.
Too cool, eh? (And yeah, she’s really a woman and I know some cringe at the word “girl” although I will remain a girl my whole life, thank you very much. (“Woman” sounds … um … serious. And large.)
… and it’s also my sister Carolyn’s birthday!
Today is Dan’s birthday. I think he deserves a birthday song, don’t you?
So an oboist has posted a portion of a Barret study. Hmmm. I can do that with the MacBook … right? I’ve not tried, but it seems to me that maybe I could. I should do this for my students, so they can see how they are playing. I suppose, though, they wouldn’t appreciate it posted on YouTube. (But notice you can’t see the oboist in the video? I could film that way.) Without a great microphone setup one doesn’t get perfect sound, but you can listen for glitches, rhythm and intonation, certainly. (And no, I won’t be critiquing the video I’m posting; the oboist hasn’t asked for that on the YouTube page, so I’m assuming he isn’t interested in our doing that.) Not sure why I am only now thinking of this as a teaching aid. I guess I not only have OldBoeBrain, but I have SlowBoeBrain too. Go figure.
Anyway, check it out!
There’s even a paragraph on Elixir.
I wasn’t completely tuned in to how Merola operates, and wasn’t clear on the Adler Fellows, so I found it an interesting read.
Then, as Ms. Graham put it, “they throw you into the deep end of the pool, even if you don’t know how to swim.” I interviewed 10 participants in the program, from the class of 1980 to the class of 2010. All agreed on the frantic intensity of the pace, the incredible amount of information you were expected to absorb—while preparing for at least three public performances—in less than three months. “We were all little sponges, ready to cram in as much as possible,” said Ms. Voigt, between rehearsals in Japan. “The faculty throw such a crazy amount of information at you,” says Eleazar Rodriguez, ’09-’10. “Only now, a year later, am I beginning to understand it.” Elza van den Heever, ’03-’04—who has an astonishing career already lined up—compared the program to a young doctor’s high-pressure residency in a hospital.
