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Notes about notes, and other natter.
Oct. 30th, 2019 09:54 amI finally got the belt done for my costume. It took until Saturday to start, but I did get it done, and it only took a couple of hours. (I can't work in the sewing room when J is working from home in his basement office, because he gets distracted easily (that was W & F and evenings); and there was a couple of days of yardwork as well.) Turning that belt was hard on my hands -- stiff fabric and a small opening meant lots of pulling, which made my thumb hurt for a little while afterward, but it's better now. The concert in the new space went pretty well, although the announcer's microphone was intermittent (at best). We turned Ghostbusters into a fugue (oops)-- the intent had been to repeat a section as necessary for the kids' costume parade, but there was some uncertainty about where to repeat to and where to go after that. But we all ended together, and it worked out. There were a couple of middleschoolers who took over the decorating - GM and I just kept handing them bits of Halloween decor, and they made them look really good.
Monday evening, Jebra and I discovered that the percussion cabinet will fit through the double door stage right, which makes moving the percussion on Monday nights easier. I fielded a lot of questions from FN parents about parent teacher conferences, despite them (in most cases) walking right past the sign with arrows to the orchestra and band director. I also had to pointedly ask for a couple of them to move so I could get past with a rack of chairs. sigh.
Tuesday evening I wandered off to Howell, for the Livingston band. There was a "new" bari player - he used to play with Stan Kenton's band, and knows the director of the jazz band at North Texas (which has one of the best collegiate band programs in the country). He's way out of practice (and he knows it!), but he's better than me, or will be when he gets his fingers and breath control back. There was commentary afterward that we have a much better tone than the previous bari player-- she got most of the notes, but didn't have the volume or the tone. I asked the section leader which horn I should bring on Tuesday, as I am willing to play tenor, but she and the director decided that they'd rather have me on bari if HS was willing to swap. She was, and so I'm playing bari. Some stuff I've played previously, one piece the FCB is doing this season, and a few slightly corny pieces (a narrated Visit from St Nicholas, Xmas singalong). But it'll be fun, and that's the point.
In gardening news, I'm now finished with it for the year. Well, not really, but it's gotten too cold to do much more. I did get another of the peonies split, and got most of the grass pulled out of all the gardens. When it stops raining (sometime next week, if the forecast is to be believed), I'll have to go rake leaves and branches (both the willow and the cottonwoods drop branches as well as leaves).
Sunday, the bell choir will be playing at church. Rehearsals for that will be shifting to Sunday after church, because I won't be able to make the Tuesday evening rehearsals anymore. I'll still miss a few rehearsals because of concerts, but.... I guess this means I'll have to start going to church again. Until I get too annoyed with the minister.
The sandhill cranes have been wandering up onto the front porch. It's very weird to have those big bills poking at the siding - food? food here? what's this? - and it's really disconcerting to look them in the eye.
Monday evening, Jebra and I discovered that the percussion cabinet will fit through the double door stage right, which makes moving the percussion on Monday nights easier. I fielded a lot of questions from FN parents about parent teacher conferences, despite them (in most cases) walking right past the sign with arrows to the orchestra and band director. I also had to pointedly ask for a couple of them to move so I could get past with a rack of chairs. sigh.
Tuesday evening I wandered off to Howell, for the Livingston band. There was a "new" bari player - he used to play with Stan Kenton's band, and knows the director of the jazz band at North Texas (which has one of the best collegiate band programs in the country). He's way out of practice (and he knows it!), but he's better than me, or will be when he gets his fingers and breath control back. There was commentary afterward that we have a much better tone than the previous bari player-- she got most of the notes, but didn't have the volume or the tone. I asked the section leader which horn I should bring on Tuesday, as I am willing to play tenor, but she and the director decided that they'd rather have me on bari if HS was willing to swap. She was, and so I'm playing bari. Some stuff I've played previously, one piece the FCB is doing this season, and a few slightly corny pieces (a narrated Visit from St Nicholas, Xmas singalong). But it'll be fun, and that's the point.
In gardening news, I'm now finished with it for the year. Well, not really, but it's gotten too cold to do much more. I did get another of the peonies split, and got most of the grass pulled out of all the gardens. When it stops raining (sometime next week, if the forecast is to be believed), I'll have to go rake leaves and branches (both the willow and the cottonwoods drop branches as well as leaves).
Sunday, the bell choir will be playing at church. Rehearsals for that will be shifting to Sunday after church, because I won't be able to make the Tuesday evening rehearsals anymore. I'll still miss a few rehearsals because of concerts, but.... I guess this means I'll have to start going to church again. Until I get too annoyed with the minister.
The sandhill cranes have been wandering up onto the front porch. It's very weird to have those big bills poking at the siding - food? food here? what's this? - and it's really disconcerting to look them in the eye.
