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Shahrzad TaghavianSep. 4, 2004 at 1:35 PMOne question. What does one do when she hasn't practiced for around a week, and comes back home, with lessons on the way. Maybe, practice. So that's what I did. As I said, I was on holiday in the very very hot and humid north, so taking my violin was absolutely impossible, because my instrument is used to the very hot and dry dry dry and polluted weather in Tehran, and of course we were staying at my Gran's house, where there was a get together of three out of six aunts, and just the mere presence of my violin would make them call for a showing of my immense talent on this instrument. So I prefered not to take it. Now I feel like an absolute jerk because not taking it means that I'm stuck with fingers that feel like uncooked sausages, that look like they've never seen the color of a violin before. I feel extremely sorry for myself, but I 've come over it somehow, and the pieces I'm playing sound a little bit more like what they're suppossed to (of course I don't think that any of you would know what I'm practicing, as they're all composed by Iranian musicians, which I'll get to in another entry). Which is all the better, as I have a lesson on Monday. Ahhh speaking of the date. I'm sooo happy this is Iran, and I can read about everyone going back to school, and how they have to squeeze in practice time here and there, while I still have two weeks before school starts(22nd of September). And then I have to wake up at 5:00 to get there at 7:00am, and come home at 4:00pm, with tons of homework and exams practically starting on the second week, and so, you see how much time I have. I have got to get one of those extra heavy mutes from somewhere, so I can practice in the mornings. O.K. enough for now, I've got to go and practice so I can make these sausages be able to trill every other note by Monday.
Aug. 29, 2004 at 7:56 AMokay, so you mess up and then what? thats right, you mess up again. the story's too long to write here, so i'll just skip it and go to some happier, lighter subjects. Right now I'm in rasht. it's a city up north in Iran, and it is beautiful. It has this extremely humid weather, which kills, but it's so green and beautiful that the humidity is forgivable. That also means that I can't bring my violin up here, so I'm practice free for a week. Not too bad. that's enough for now. byesheri
Jul. 31, 2004 at 12:57 PMNothing's up lately. Practicing as usual, everyday. Everythings getting so repetitive. wake up, shower, go to tennis classes, wait for my sister's karate to finish go home at 12lunch, practice until whenever my fingertips and I can take it, and put the instrument away until tomorrow. It's driving me nuts. I really need a good program to go to. It's so rare in Iran for a good concert to go on, that when one acctually does go on, tickets can hardly be found. either that, or I have finals, so I can't go any way( like last term, when the national orchestra had a preformance, right on the night of my arabic exam, (yes, we have to learn arabic here)). anyway, I've come to realize that after I practice a certain piece and practically master it, I tend to loose the feeling, it feels as if I'm a machine, just playing notes, with no emotion whatsoever. so I go to the lesson, play well, teacher says that was excellent, and I have this kind of numbness towards the piece. Its not that I don't try, it just doesn't come out. Its especially hard when I have recitals, good technics, but emotionally, nada, zip, nothing. Guess I have to try harder. sheri
Jul. 16, 2004 at 7:15 AMHiSo, I had this fight with one of my best friends. It wasn't really a huge fight, sort of like this really cold telephone call that lasted only 15 minutes(yes, only, because our record lowest when we start talking is like, 25). And I got so angry, that I decided the only thing I can do is to go and play something to take my mind off of it all. and I started playing and playing and playing, and I couldn't stop or take a break or anything, as I usually do when I practice. And I looked up at the clock and it was 9:30. I started at 6:30, and I couldn't believe that time had passed so quickly. And I couldn't go on, because the neighbors would well,.... And I wanted to say, that we should all be thankfull that we can turn to music to empty out our feelings, whether we're sad, or angry, or happy, or whatever. And I think that there is no better friend for us in the world, that listens better and consoles us than our instruments, especially the violin. Sheri
Jul. 5, 2004 at 3:44 PMThis is the first time I'm starting a blog online. I want to write here mostly to keep track of what I'm doing in the musical world, and if any one reads what I've written, so the rest of the world finds out what happens in Iran's music society. I guess that's enough for now. ByeSheri
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