I went up to Logan (2 hours away from Provo) last night for a concert by Imani Winds. They're a woodwind quintet that are quite brilliant at transcribing, composing, and playing music with so much love and passion. They're quite hysterical, too.
Me and this oboist kid from my band are still in shock over the crazy mad skills of the oboist. Yikes! I've never seen fingers fly like THAT before. 2 words: Intense.
Oh, but I'm way tired today. And I have a paper due at 5. And Wednesday is my other crazy day during the week. (Monday is my other one; much more crazy because it's Monday.)
If I've ever wished to take a nap so badly in my life, it's pretty much right now.
More to come?
