I simply call this post, "Lessons in the Keys of Humility" or "Doses of Counterpoint in Reality"
...and then laugh at life.
...but eventually I learned I was not noteworthy.
Either I had an unappreciative audience...
...or the truth hurt.
My new composition may not be exactly like Beethoven or Mozart...
...but does it even make sense?
For a while tried my hand at conducting...
...but written music has a complex language of its own.
...and everybody has to be on the same page, including the conductor.
...and everybody has to be on the same page, including the conductor.
Delusion:
Shhh! Genius at work...
Reality:
Then again, maybe it's better if no one finds out.
Trade Secrets:
I used to wonder how those older accomplished conductors were able to memorize the entire scores of large works and never seem to lose their place when conducting a performance from memory.
easier this way... because I'm getting there myself.
A touch on the cynical side...
...but a reflection of today's noisy world.
This effect can easily be accomplished merely by listening to music in a busy place.... and maybe it doesn't have to be all that busy either. John Cage would've had a field day with this.
The Oddblock Station Agent
