I'm now the first part on bassoon for my band! Not all my credit, though - my prof said at the start of the semester that we should switch off on parts, so it just turned out that the other girl took all first for the last concert, so I get all first for the next concert in December. Hooray!
Good for me, too. I get to sit next to cool oboists and make funny faces at them. Silly oboists! Tricks are for bassoonists.
Haha, I wish.
Anyway, there's a ridiculously fast march we're doing, and I CANNOT tongue that fast. The brass are even having problems double-tonguing it, it's that fast. So I'm resorting to slurring, because there's no other way I'd be able to get those. Is that bad? My tonguing skills ARE improving, though, I'll give you that...
Oh, and I've officially lost 11 pounds. I was estimating all the other times. :P
I AM SO EXCITED TO COME HOME! Sortof. It'll be bittersweet, really - I get to go back to Illinois and see my family, friends, other miscellaneous people that make me happy, and work to get money. Sounds good, right? Well, two of my friends that I've met here are leaving in Febuary for their mission, so I won't see them again until they come BACK from their mission two years later! Actually, more like two and a half, since I won't see them until the fall semester following their return. Long time not to see two amazing young men. Ah well, time to buy a stationary and whip out the perfume and lipstick - you know, so I can spray the page, apply a ridiculous amount of lipstick, kiss the paper and make their companions jealous. Snail mail is so much fun! Haha!
Mormon comedy, I'll never get enough of it. (Like the pick-up lines - "Is your name virtue? Because you garnish my thoughts unceasingly!" Classically hilarious.)
Oh, and I got an accompanist for jury. Thank goodness! Now I won't be scrambling to get one last minute. Extra perks that he's cute! Kidding. I'm playing two movements of Galliard's second sonata for bassoon, and I have to pick another contrasting piece - probably J.C. Bach, or something to that affect.
I feel like most of this music/bassoon lingo is flying over most of your heads. My bad. I could rattle off in a whole paragraph about my reeds, and how I made 6 and only one of them turned out decently, but I won't.
Oh look. I kinda already did.
Nearly two weeks until Thanksgiving, and then the home stretch until I come home! <3 (Wow, that sounded semi-redundant.)
Miss you all back in Illinois!
