*sighs happily* My muffin is in the microwave, being warmed up. Cherry chocolate Sam's Club goodness. That I missed yesterday after it attacked me.
*runs pulls our muffin pours milk sits down*
AHHHH! Muffy goodness.
Yesterday was quite splendiforous. I went ot the beach with an old buddy of mine. We build a sand woman on the beach (I'll upload a pic someday) and developed a history for her. She is a feminist 12 y.o. from a nudist colony. Yes, we do have sick little minds. We also walked along the beach at night in the surf, catching up. And then we went inside and watched the last few minutes of 24 (tv show). Which I had never before seen.
I also had a lesson. Mr. Neal was really surprised how much scholarship money I got from Brevard. He said that they very rarely give out money to young violinists because they'll try again next year, etc. And I'm at the cut-off age. So, I was really happy and flattered. I have sworn not to become vain over my playing, though, so...yeah. But I am SOOO excited! Seven weeks of music.
AH! Also, I'm starting the THird Mov. of the Kabalevsky. Yeah!
See y'all later!!!
Well, the thing I've been praying for for MONTHS finally happened:
I was accepted to Brevard Music Center for this summer, acccompanied by a generous scholarship of merit and the maximum amount of "work study" I can get. I am absolutely positively thrilled! It's not for certain I can go; my parents would still have to scrape some money together (a substance that has been running on the low side, due to the arrival of a new person and the fact that teachers just don't make millions, even in Naples, Florida), but it's about 90% positive! If any of you have an extra hundred, or two, please consider.
I got the notification email just minutes before I left for orchestra, and I was so pleased and happy that I still had a smile on my face when I walked out of rehearsal (this is an amazing feat). Yesterday was, purely put, awesome! Orchestra rehearsal went well, and the sun was shining, and my solos were great, and we got cheesy potato chips from the store. Today, God must've decided that I had it a little too good, so he had my plastic ziplock bag break (it popped a seam), which released a scalding hot just-microwaved muffin on my foot (and all over the sidewalk). I was running late, so I left it. Sorry, clean-up people.
But now, I'm still happy, cause I got into the music camp of my choice, even with a crappy audition! And I'm the youngest age accepted! AND all the catering and library work i did last year (for free...*grmubles*) will pay off in the form of experience for work study! IAMHAPPYHAPPYHAPPY! Oh, AND, I get to see the most amazing guy in the world in half an hour. AND I get to go to a concert of two prodigees tomorrow evening, paid for by the university, and driven there by someone else. AND it's a concert featuring two of th emost beautiful pieces ever written; Mendelssohn Vln. Concerto and Chopin Pno. Concerto no. 1! AND I have a lesson today! AND I get semi-spring break this week (email me for more details).
You know, going through periods of frustration makes the smallest things seem absolutely fabulous! Well, getting into summer camp is no small thing (for me). I'm so joyful I could pop!
Even if I didn't get my cherry chocolate muffin this morning.
Well, my foot got it. *eyes remnants of scalding chocolate chips that burned foot*
But I'm too psyched to care!
Toodles, and have a fantabulous day!
Ah, another lovely day is paradisial Florida; hot, muggy, and oh-so disgusting. The library then feels the need to refrigerate the study area. Walking from the study coralls inside to the patio outside is like stepping from the sub-Arctic into the tropics.
That can't be right.
I only practiced for a little more than an hour today at the university. The room is pleasantly live, which makes me happy. Unfortunately, it doesn't allow me to hear all those great bowing mistakes I like to make. I'm thinking of practicing another hour when I finish writing here. And since there doesn't seem to be much to write now, I guess I'll go do that.
Wow, what a lesson! It really put things in perspective for me. To begin with, Mr. Neal and I talked about college- this was the first time we'd ever even mentioned it. I guess it only then dawned on me how soon that will come. I mean, it's been sitting in the back of my mind for a few years, and I've casually checked out the odd college, but now I will actually have to start seriously looking and planning. Mr. Neal first asked me what I wanted to do after highschool. Just to make sure. I told him I wanted to go to music school, and the conversation proceeded from there. First, I asked him if that was a possibility for me. He said it most definately was; I will have no problems getting into the music school of my choice. I mentioned that I would like to go to a university, because I'd like to be a well-rounded person. Mr. Neal was very pleases and said he had thought of the same thing for me; a strong liberal arts education and music. He did the same thing and wouldn't have had it any other way. He mentioned that a double major would be ideal, if I wanted. Mr. Neal went on to say that it doesn't really matter how good of a violinist you are- it's not unlikely that I'd be jobless, at least for a period. He knows many violinists that are far better than he and can't get a job as a musician. I said I was willing to take that risk, but wouldn't it be difficult to do a double major?
But he thinks I could do it. I'm contemplating an English/Music major now. I enjoy writing and that would open up various venues should my career as a musician go awry. Anyways, Mr. Neal pointed out that music school in this country tend to be a gip- they suck the money out of you and don't really show you how to live as a professional. He said it's very important that I find an excellent teacher, wherever I end up going. His first choice for me was U of Michigan, which I was very happy to hear- it was my first choice. He also mentioned various schools that I hadn't looked into, such as U of Wisconsin, CIM...I should get the list from him so that I can look into them. He also mentioned Yale and Curtis, because they're the only two schools (that he knows of) that are full-scholarships only. He said Yale wasn't a good place for undergrads (he went there, so he should know) because they really discourage music major undergrads. He said Curtis was a conservatory with a seperate university, which wasn't what we were thinking of, so skip that one, and he wasn't really pleased with it anyways. He said to start looking at audition requirements, and we'll start solo Bach as soon as we've finished the Kabalevsky.
Next, we worked through the second movement of the Kabalevsky, the end of which is a nightmare. He made me sing. A lot. Which I hate. He said I better get used to it if I want to go to music school. *curls up and dies* We also discussed exercises. Physical exercises. I *coughhaven'tbeendoinganythingcough* and that isn't good. I'm supposed to start swimming and lifting heavy books to strengthen my wrists (my most vulnerable part). My least favorite things to do.
Lastly, we discussed violin cleaning. He said not to polish it. But my fingerboard does need cleaning. He gave me explicit instructions for cleaning it with alchohol, pretty much revolving around the idea "It falls on the body and you are dead". I'll work with that some Saturday...
SO to wrap things up, I guess I'm finally having to prepare for that big scary word: COLLEGE. I've been around college campuses all my life, since my Dad's a professor. It's nothing new to me. But also, being homeschooled all my life, I've never had to worry about money, class, teachers...anything. I did everything myself. It'll be very interesting to look back in six years, when I graduate college, and think about how much I've had to do to get that diploma! Now if you'll excuse me, I have a violin to practice.
Well, now that the Great Joshua Bell Scandal has been worked out, I am left with nothing to do. No souce codes to read, no email addresses to finagel. Just lots of school that I don't feel like doing anyways.
Injuries and illness have been flying fast and furious down here in the wetlands of Florida. I have only just recovered fully from the flu (although I stopped throwing up two weeks ago, I've had other symptoms which I will not mention, along with varying degrees of muscle weakness) along with the rest of my family. My dear friend just had his wisdom teeth out on Tuesday and his sister got the flu. My baby sister has had a sour stomach for the past few days, and I got (what I think is) the beginnings of carpal tunnel in my left wrist from holding her. Needless to say, it is undergoing intensive care (i.e. Ace bandages, ice packs, hot water, muscle salts, etc.)
I resumed my yoga sessions, since that seems to help my body pains overall and it definately improves my posture. I checked out several books from the library on the Alexander technique, as I'm considering taking a course, should I go to a camp where it is offered (and, provided I have $150 to spare).
I was engaged to play a gig in late April for a private dinner at Ave Maria, for which I will receive a small stipend. Since I've been accumulating a small fortune (in the eyes of a 15 year old), I opened a savings account and learned what a pain in the a** banks can be (including but not limited to social security number problems...long story).
I registered for a competition coming up in April with the Naples Music Club; I won some money from them last year and I sincerely hope I get some more. I'm aiming for $500, but I won't complain if I get more than that. :-)
In my private practicing, I'm experiencing a practice "high"; everything is going smoothly, I'm not frustrated, and everything is sounding good. This may have something to do with the fact that I haven't been practicing the Kabalevsky Mov. I...my teacher has told me to leave it alone for another week so that I don't tire of it.
I was very privileged to receive free tickets to a concert by Phillipe Quinn several weeks ago; what a show! He played the William Schumann Violin Concerto; a very odd concerto indeed. Although I wasn't fond of the piece, I was amazed by his expression, his tone, and his remarkable bow control! I can safely say that he is the best violinist I have ever seen in concert. As an encore, he played on of the Paganini caprices. It was absolutely amazing!!! He totally "shredded" it (to use a friend's termonology). I was able to meet him after the show and found him very friendly, presonable, and gentlemanly. He willingly signed a brochure spoke for about five minutes with each person, and inquired as to their musicality. He was very impressed that I was playing the Kabalevsky and went on to wish me lots of luck. If any of you have a chance to see this man perform, I strongly urge you to do so!
One very important lesson has been learned this year; take your time and practice SLOWLY to set up a good foundation for the music. It is well worth the effort. Because of an early competition, I didn't properly prepare the Kabalevsky in its beginning stages, which has led to all sorts of problems and difficulties, especially in the intonation zone. To contrast, I spent no less than two hours practicing the third page of Praeludium and Allegro (that one section...you know what I mean) at a SUPER SLOW speed with PERFECT intonation. Within four days, I could play it at almost top speed with accurate pitches. I'm never going to forget that!
With these thoughts I will leave you. Comment lots to amuse me.
I stay away for a few months and things go balistic!
What's up with that?!
On current news, I won the concerto competition for the second year in a row!!! I am very excited, as this year, I will be performing at a more professional concert along with my best buddy.
I also turned 15, whoopee, and learned the competition results on my birthday. Then I had a violin lesson right after that. How SWEET can that be?!
Also, I applied to two summer camps; Brevard and Eastern Music Fest. I really hope I get into Brevard with flying colors, but I'm worried. Recording for camp entries is a pain in the rear. I HATE RECORDING!
Then, as some of you may have heard, I sent Syd an email from "Joshua Bell". I sent an email from my real account promptly afterwards so that she knew it was a prank. I AM NOT INVOLVED IN THE RECENT JOSHUA BELL SCANDALS! In fact, I've been looking into the matter and have good reason to believe that it was a v.commer that got Sydney. If you're reading this, fess up. It's not funny.
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