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jennlk-there's the one who plays everything at the same volume with the same intonation, whether the music says to play soft and smooth or loud and crisp;
- the one who thinks the idea is to play as many different pieces of music as possible, rather than play a smaller selection of pieces well. Related is the the one who says "we've played all these before. This is why I don't like to play with this band in the fall.", not realising (or caring) that we have a concert scheduled in three weeks. Which means we have about five hours of rehearsal to put together a 60 minute (minimum) performance. (I refrained from saying 'so you can play all of these pieces precisely the way the Maestro wants them right now?' I know full well he can't -- and even if he could, there's always music to be wrung out of the dots.);
- the one who always has to play louder than anyone around, regardless of sound quality, so zie can 'hear myself' (works quite well with a saxophone in front of the trombones, right?);
- the 'section leader' who shows up five minutes before rehearsal starts, leaving his section full of new folk to fend for itself until someone from another section steps in ('here's where you sit, here's your music, here's your folder. Hrm, we have more people than folders. You'll have to share for now, we'll get more music/folders after rehearsal'). Related is the guy who's been in that section for years but is too busy showing off fancy licks or recruiting people for his gig band to help out the new folk;
- the one handing out music who stops when zie gets to bass trombone, because we don't have any of those. Nevermind that baritone, tuba, and percussion parts are all after that. Related is the one who doesn't make sure that the parts zie is handing out are complete. It's a bit disconcerting to get to the end of the second page and realise that the music keeps going.
Yeah, rehearsal last night had some interesting moments. OTOH, we ran a lot of music, some of which will show up more than once on a concert program. And Esme behaved herself for the most part -- and I caused some of the problem by grabbing the wrong reed, so we squawked more than usual.
- the one who thinks the idea is to play as many different pieces of music as possible, rather than play a smaller selection of pieces well. Related is the the one who says "we've played all these before. This is why I don't like to play with this band in the fall.", not realising (or caring) that we have a concert scheduled in three weeks. Which means we have about five hours of rehearsal to put together a 60 minute (minimum) performance. (I refrained from saying 'so you can play all of these pieces precisely the way the Maestro wants them right now?' I know full well he can't -- and even if he could, there's always music to be wrung out of the dots.);
- the one who always has to play louder than anyone around, regardless of sound quality, so zie can 'hear myself' (works quite well with a saxophone in front of the trombones, right?);
- the 'section leader' who shows up five minutes before rehearsal starts, leaving his section full of new folk to fend for itself until someone from another section steps in ('here's where you sit, here's your music, here's your folder. Hrm, we have more people than folders. You'll have to share for now, we'll get more music/folders after rehearsal'). Related is the guy who's been in that section for years but is too busy showing off fancy licks or recruiting people for his gig band to help out the new folk;
- the one handing out music who stops when zie gets to bass trombone, because we don't have any of those. Nevermind that baritone, tuba, and percussion parts are all after that. Related is the one who doesn't make sure that the parts zie is handing out are complete. It's a bit disconcerting to get to the end of the second page and realise that the music keeps going.
Yeah, rehearsal last night had some interesting moments. OTOH, we ran a lot of music, some of which will show up more than once on a concert program. And Esme behaved herself for the most part -- and I caused some of the problem by grabbing the wrong reed, so we squawked more than usual.
