Penultimate concert evening

The middle school concert is tomorrow, so I'll be able so show off some wicked bassoon (Sorcerer's Apprentice, as I've said more than ample times) and hopefully it'll all go well. I'm kind of hoping that the rehearsal doesn't go AMAZING, because that's what happened with the high school concert: our rehearsal went bad, but the performance was nothing short of epic (for what our 23 members can do, which is quite surprising!)

Of course, there is the other music, but I'm not terribly concerned about it, as I can play it fairly easily. It's not terribly hard music, but with everyone coming together (and with PERCUSSION! I haven't played with percussion in middle school since forever ago) it sounds much better.

Then it's dashing off to Youth Orchestra, which I'm kind of nervous about. It IS just rehearsal, but I've been neglecting my music since I've been going insane on this bassoon solo.

Oh, and I totally love my accompanist and band teacher. They helped my mom and I schedule a get-together with the accompanist to practice without a bunch of people listening in as I learned what the piano part was---I had never heard it until this afternoon. He was rather friendly and helpful, and even let me record him playing it so that I could run through it a few times at home (which I have taken full advantage of).

2nd bassoons, play!

No, I still remain 1st (and only) bassoon in orchestra and band, but we DID get a 2nd bassoon! Apparently, the middle school owns one, and the only reason I didn't know about it was because my band teacher figured that after years of not being played, it would be uber-damaged. It wasn't---it's absolutely beautiful. The keys are shiny and don't stick. The sound is clear and crisp, with a nice vibrato. And it's the most gorgeous shade of dark cherry I've ever seen.

I attempted taking a MySpace mirror shot, but my camera died before I could get a good picture. Therefore, here's a suck-tacular one I took with the computer's webcam:



It's going to be strange going to the bus tomorrow and only have to carry my reed and bocal. Strange, but nice!