8 posts tagged “saxophone”
I've been doing a lot of recording lately. It's a very useful tool for a performing musician, because you can get out of your own head and hear what you really sound like. You may think you're dragging the rhythm in a certain measure, then hear the recording and realize you're rushing it. You may think your playing is even, and your dynamics varied, but the microphone does not lie. It teaches you that you can't always count on your own interpretation.
Today I recorded a movement from a piece I am performing soon, and I actually thought it turned out rather well. So here it is, for your enjoyment:
I found a horn to borrow, from an alum of my school who's now living and teaching up in Beverly, MA. The trip to retrieve it was more strange than I'd have liked, but it's in my possession for the next 3 days and I don't have to worry about Monday's concert.
It's still on, and I'm still set to perform. Only I now have no horn to play. In rehearsal today I felt that my horn just wasn't right. Notes were weirdly out of tune, some weren't speaking, some made awkward gurgles and jumps. The first cause that pops into mind when these problems come up is a leak somewhere on the instrument.
MONDAY, NOVEMBER 13TH, 2006, 8 PM
I don't mean to neglect this page, really. It's only that it has become something of an afterthought when I don't have a regular internet connection and Comcast does not see it fit to install one when I ask them to.
Another very sketchy update, yes, but I still don't have an internet connection of my own and when I can get one it's been sort of spotty on the speed end.
First things first, school is going very well. I've worked my way up the ladder of sorts, and I'm now playing soprano in both my school's top quartet and in the Boston Saxophone Orchestra. Just last week we had our masterclass with Jean-Marie Londeix and Bill Street, and it was amazing. Londeix has such mastery of the instrument, such knowledge of the repertoire, that it's impossible not to learn something profound when you hear him speak. One thing he was particularly concerned with was the historical background behind every piece. Taking into consideration that most of the standards in the saxophone repertoire were comissioned for him, he knows the history extremely well. He brings in so many outside inspirations - authors, directors, other instruments, poets, colors, moods - that one could never run out of places to find influence.
Picture? OK.
Sorry for the low quality and lack of focus, but I (obviously) didn't take the photo. In any event, that's Londeix in the center, flanked by the Boston Saxophone Studio (comprised of the students from New England Conservatory, Longy School Of Music, Boston Conservatory, and Berklee, all students of Ken Radnofsky).
The apartment is great, the location is as awesome as I expected it would be, and so far the cats seem to like it. I also joined Gold's Gym and have gotten back into the swing of my workout routine, and so far it's been going great as well. I'm down another couple pounds since I arrived in Boston, but I can't be sure whether that's getting back into working out or walking about 3 miles a day. Either way, if it isn't broke, don't fix it.
All in all, I enjoy Boston.
A very fast and dirty update -
I got my things form UPS, a large amount of which were broken, but thankfully nothing extremely expensive and yes, I did insure them.
School is awesome. Studying with Ken has been great so far, and my playing has gotten exponentially better. I seem to have finally cracked the altissimo problem, and I'm getting up to a D#4 now. I'm making really good progress on the Concertino, and I am starting a new Sonata this week. I also have a very cool duo with violin this semester, and some sax quartet and sax orchestra work. We're working on Lauba's Les 7 Iles, which is very very hard, so I'm understudying on it, but we will be rehearsing and performing it for Jean-Marie Londeix in only about 10 days. Never did I imagine I'd be rehearsing with Londeix less than a month after moving here.
Still no internet, TV, or phone service, so I am kind of incommunicado for the time being, but I will post when I have new info. Also, cartoon:
It was probably not a good idea to have a going away party with my friends on a Sunday night.
I just woke up, it's 3:30 in the afternoon, I have tons of shit to do, and the first thing I want to do is lay in bed. Even my cats think I'm lazy.
On a slightly more positive note, I am enamored with the new piece I have just begun to work on. Jacques Ibert's Concertino da Camera pour Saxophone Alto et Onze instruments is like taking a weekend in Paris; there is the calamity and enormity of the city around you, overwhelming you until you begin to feel the life of the land and the people; anxiety turns to excitement in quick fashion as you walk about the city on a pleasant day, with all the sights and sounds you've never experienced. You come upon the Tour Eiffel, soaring far above you, its size and scope dizzying, but your attention falls back to Earth and the beautiful city you are in. You are there, but such a small part of this place that you are only a mere wisp compared to the noise of the city. The magnitude of the place never leaves you, the constant motion, but you always come back to the beauty and life of the City of Lights.