Be Right Back - Need Hydration
May. 31st, 2015 10:49 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
howeirdOkay, back, with diet orange soda.
Very simple day today. Forced myself to stay in bed till 10. Concert day today, so I glued in my teeth, got dressed in the band uniform (black pants, white polo shirt with the band's logo, white baseball cap with the band's logo). Loaded the car with the baritone, music stand, Janice's repaired remote control, the track jacket I bought in London (because it was looking like nasty weather) and killed time until noon, when I drove to the venue. Someone already had my parking spot, so I took the one behind it. More than an hour before downbeat, everything was already set up. Tried to read from the Nexus Kindle app, but the eye candy in the park was too distracting. It's a huge park, and there were maybe two dozen families, plus assorted bicyclists and a wedding reception on the other side of the "garden house" which is the big community center where we rehearse.
It was very chilly, but for a change there was not much of a breeze. No problems keeping the music from flying away.
1:30 downbeat, and I couldn't make all the sounds come out of the horn. Something wrong with one of the tubes, plus the cold mouthpiece. Spit valve was not closing all the way. Fixed that by about the 3rd piece.
It was a good concert, I hit more of the high notes than usual (the cold had a lot to do with that) and the crowd was pretty big for a first concert. Especially for it being not the holiday weekend.
We played all the military songs, anyway.
One of the big things this year with the conductor is getting us to play the right loudness/softness. As a general rule, the trio is pp in almost every march. Strange but true, that's also how it is marked in the music. Getting the right dynamics has vastly improved the quality of the music.
Surprised not to see Janice there, even though we had a coffee date for after, I thought she was bringing Tammy's kids. Also surprised to see Abby there, because she thought it was last week, when she had the day off. She works for TheatreWorks, usually has to be there for matinées. Turns out she got the date wrong for a wedding, and decided to take in the concert.
Coffee was on the way home, I had not eaten yet, so I stopped in at Armadillo Willy and ate about 1/3 of what they put on the tray, took the rest home. It became dinner.
The usual chat with Janice, it was still windy and chilly, but at least the sun was out. Her big news is tomorrow she heads for Texas to be a Red Cross volunteer. She has done floods a couple of times before. The local office gave her one piece of advice - don't talk politics. :-)
Home, put the horn & stand in the shed - there they will stay till July, since June will be all about Io. Took out the garbage & recycleds, watched Dateline (?) Sunday Mysteries smear a guy who was convicted of murdering his wife, based on the thinnest of circumstantial evidence. Defense lawyer was rightfully angry that the jury went with emotions instead of facts. He's right. The "reporter" played it for all the innuendo he could muster. Even the prosecutor wasn't sure about the case.
Plans for tomorrow:
Work
Home
Iolanthe rehearsals. Scheduled for 7 pm, but I need to go home after work to bring the garbage cans in, so I'll probably get there at 7:30. They never start on time.
Very simple day today. Forced myself to stay in bed till 10. Concert day today, so I glued in my teeth, got dressed in the band uniform (black pants, white polo shirt with the band's logo, white baseball cap with the band's logo). Loaded the car with the baritone, music stand, Janice's repaired remote control, the track jacket I bought in London (because it was looking like nasty weather) and killed time until noon, when I drove to the venue. Someone already had my parking spot, so I took the one behind it. More than an hour before downbeat, everything was already set up. Tried to read from the Nexus Kindle app, but the eye candy in the park was too distracting. It's a huge park, and there were maybe two dozen families, plus assorted bicyclists and a wedding reception on the other side of the "garden house" which is the big community center where we rehearse.
It was very chilly, but for a change there was not much of a breeze. No problems keeping the music from flying away.
1:30 downbeat, and I couldn't make all the sounds come out of the horn. Something wrong with one of the tubes, plus the cold mouthpiece. Spit valve was not closing all the way. Fixed that by about the 3rd piece.
It was a good concert, I hit more of the high notes than usual (the cold had a lot to do with that) and the crowd was pretty big for a first concert. Especially for it being not the holiday weekend.
We played all the military songs, anyway.
One of the big things this year with the conductor is getting us to play the right loudness/softness. As a general rule, the trio is pp in almost every march. Strange but true, that's also how it is marked in the music. Getting the right dynamics has vastly improved the quality of the music.
Surprised not to see Janice there, even though we had a coffee date for after, I thought she was bringing Tammy's kids. Also surprised to see Abby there, because she thought it was last week, when she had the day off. She works for TheatreWorks, usually has to be there for matinées. Turns out she got the date wrong for a wedding, and decided to take in the concert.
Coffee was on the way home, I had not eaten yet, so I stopped in at Armadillo Willy and ate about 1/3 of what they put on the tray, took the rest home. It became dinner.
The usual chat with Janice, it was still windy and chilly, but at least the sun was out. Her big news is tomorrow she heads for Texas to be a Red Cross volunteer. She has done floods a couple of times before. The local office gave her one piece of advice - don't talk politics. :-)
Home, put the horn & stand in the shed - there they will stay till July, since June will be all about Io. Took out the garbage & recycleds, watched Dateline (?) Sunday Mysteries smear a guy who was convicted of murdering his wife, based on the thinnest of circumstantial evidence. Defense lawyer was rightfully angry that the jury went with emotions instead of facts. He's right. The "reporter" played it for all the innuendo he could muster. Even the prosecutor wasn't sure about the case.
Plans for tomorrow:
Work
Home
Iolanthe rehearsals. Scheduled for 7 pm, but I need to go home after work to bring the garbage cans in, so I'll probably get there at 7:30. They never start on time.
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