My lesson with Valerie Gardner last night blew my little mind. I haven't had lessons this detailed in a long time. Ever had those lessons where the teacher hears you play, gives you a sidelong glance for about ten seconds, takes a breath, and says, "Did you wear...orange socks yesterday?" "Why yes I did." "Ach! Well no wonder your intonation sucks."
Yeah. The drive-thru audition. McAudition. Played the Bach that I haven't touched since I recorded it two weeks ago. First and second movement of 'Symphonie Fantastique'. That's all they had time for, for each of us.
Lessons with Valerie Gardner means I don't look at repertoire for the next coupla months, just 2 hours a day of her homespun etudes (my frog bow-change looks like a duckhead now), and orchestra music.
But now I never practice excerpts from beginning to end. Two notes here for a wacky shift. Six notes there for an awkard entrance. Four notes there for a scratchy string-crossing. And yet it worked. I love her etudes.
Had a bad attack of the guilty-asian-child-sydrome at my last gig in Rome. After dress rehearsal, which is the same day as the concert, the woman who'd gotten me the gig told me, "You weren't playing all the notes for that section in the (insert symphony). You really need to practice that, you're supporting the whole second violin section." A pang shot through me, and while the rest of the orchestra got drunk (what else is there to do in the pulsing heart of Rome, Georgia?), I spent 2-1/2 hours working on the harder sections of two of the pieces we were performing.
I could argue that they had only given me the music the night before, but...bah.
I've got stack-o-music to learn for upcoming concerts and orchestra auditions. The worst is the Chattanooga opera, they must've killed _two_ trees to run off copies (of which, I noted, only one excerpt was from an opera. The rest are symphonies). Not that I'm complaining, I'd much rather do Marriage of Figaro again than something wacky like Richard Strauss.
Had my first lesson with my new teacher, Valerie Gardener, yesterday. Wow, she has such a different approach to practice, she's so focused on playing relaxed and with a good sound. I was kinda freaked out, cuz I had arrived with a buncha Bach memorized, and the first thing she asked was, "Play a four-octave scale? Ok, three-octave. Good, now double-stop octaves. Good, now thirds, four to a bow. Good. (this is me cringing at my bad intonation) When I had my first lesson with Brodsky, the first thing he asked of me was fingered octaves. I was 16. He didn't want to work on scales with me, he just wanted to see what I would do. It tells the teacher a lot about the student."
Dang.
Yay, played the two new Bach movements for my Tech friends, plus the Paganini (a tad undertempo), and didn't choke. Well, I stopped for a few seconds in the fast Bach, but only cuz her cat was about to puke on my music. Bah.
And the audience loved it. They loved hearing about the violent account. I've never worked with an American passion play like this before, it's so Shakespearian.
The music wasn't hard, and all the solo stuff was pretty and everyone liked it. Still, on principle, I feel guilty, even though I didn't make mistakes. (...insert fanatical laughing on the way to the bank).
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