Another Entry No One Will Read
Aug. 23rd, 2005 03:18 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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Leah-bear anyway...)
I had my audition for the Columbia Orchestra on Sunday. Yes, that's the orchestra I already play in. I'd wanted to audition because a) I didn't audition the first time around, so 2) I was playing second violin last year and wanted to see if I could get in the firsts. I'd been over at my dad's in the early part of the day hanging out with my cousin and my brother, who was in from NYC for the weekend. I was a little too rushed getting to the audition, but they weren't in a hurry and let us go out of order. I knew there was another violinist trying out, but I didn't want to let him intimidate me, even though I heard him playing Mendelssohn's concerto.
When it came to be my turn, fortunately I didn't do as badly as I'd feared. I was still a little shaky because of nerves, but not to the point of stopping or anything. The sight-reading was a little bit from Symphonie Fantastique that I should have done better on, but it didn't seem to matter. Jason, Brenda, and Annette (the conductor, concertmistress and assistant, respectively) were all very friendly to me, and must have been suitably impressed. Jason said, "we'd love to have you play first violin with us" and said they'd work out final seating by the second rehearsal. So, six months of work did pay off. Go me! =)
Friday night also ended up being really fun. On the way back from PA, we were all talking in the car and Gibson said he hoped I could play my audition pieces for him, and maybe I had something he could accompany me on piano. So we stopped at my apartment on the way back and I grabbed a stack of music. A little later that night we got around to the impromptu recital and he said I was playing very well and shouldn't have any trouble at the audition (glad he was right).
Gibson wanted to try the music I brought, and was sight-reading everything, but we managed to stumble our way through such pieces as the slow movement of Bruch's "Scottish Fantasy", a few of Brahms' Hungarian Dances (the Joachim arrangements!) and all three movements of the Mendelssohn concerto! My stepmother thought it was hilarious, and fortunately for him, my dad fell asleep before he could hear us butchering the concerto. There's even photographic evidence, courtesy of my stepmother:
On the hi-res version, you can even zoom in and read the music!
Leah-bear anyway...)I had my audition for the Columbia Orchestra on Sunday. Yes, that's the orchestra I already play in. I'd wanted to audition because a) I didn't audition the first time around, so 2) I was playing second violin last year and wanted to see if I could get in the firsts. I'd been over at my dad's in the early part of the day hanging out with my cousin and my brother, who was in from NYC for the weekend. I was a little too rushed getting to the audition, but they weren't in a hurry and let us go out of order. I knew there was another violinist trying out, but I didn't want to let him intimidate me, even though I heard him playing Mendelssohn's concerto.
When it came to be my turn, fortunately I didn't do as badly as I'd feared. I was still a little shaky because of nerves, but not to the point of stopping or anything. The sight-reading was a little bit from Symphonie Fantastique that I should have done better on, but it didn't seem to matter. Jason, Brenda, and Annette (the conductor, concertmistress and assistant, respectively) were all very friendly to me, and must have been suitably impressed. Jason said, "we'd love to have you play first violin with us" and said they'd work out final seating by the second rehearsal. So, six months of work did pay off. Go me! =)
Friday night also ended up being really fun. On the way back from PA, we were all talking in the car and Gibson said he hoped I could play my audition pieces for him, and maybe I had something he could accompany me on piano. So we stopped at my apartment on the way back and I grabbed a stack of music. A little later that night we got around to the impromptu recital and he said I was playing very well and shouldn't have any trouble at the audition (glad he was right).
Gibson wanted to try the music I brought, and was sight-reading everything, but we managed to stumble our way through such pieces as the slow movement of Bruch's "Scottish Fantasy", a few of Brahms' Hungarian Dances (the Joachim arrangements!) and all three movements of the Mendelssohn concerto! My stepmother thought it was hilarious, and fortunately for him, my dad fell asleep before he could hear us butchering the concerto. There's even photographic evidence, courtesy of my stepmother:
On the hi-res version, you can even zoom in and read the music!
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Date: 2005-08-23 07:22 pm (UTC)(I read everything, but when it's posts like this, I rarely have anything intelligent to say that's relevant.)
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Date: 2005-08-23 07:44 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-08-23 08:07 pm (UTC)And you could say congratulations.
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Date: 2005-08-23 09:03 pm (UTC)That doll is one of the creepiest things I've ever seen. I'm convinced it gets up in the middle of the night and rearranges things on the shelves. Usually when I visit our father I stay in one of the guest rooms, but occasionally, when there's a full house of visitors, I end up sleeping on the floor of that room. Whenever I do, I have to hide that doll in another room. Otherwise I'm afraid it will come after me with a knife, like Chucky. I don't know how our stepmother grew up with that thing.
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Date: 2005-08-23 09:58 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-08-23 11:16 pm (UTC)Congratulations!
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Date: 2005-08-24 12:01 am (UTC)I was going to take violin lessons when I was in grade school, but my dad lost his job, so we couldn't afford it. It still makes me sad to think about it.
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