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A few weeks ago, after a semester-long break, I finally pulled myself together and started playing the trumpet regularly, and it's going rather well. Crocky said today that I might be ready to join her ensemble in August (well, technically, she said that if I put my mind to it, I might join them in June, but retracted upon seeing my panic-stricken expression and said August would do nicely, too).
The suggestion of joining the ranks of her brass ensemble is probably supposed to strengthen my resolve and give me more motivation (and make our practice sessions happen more frequently than every couple of months), but I don't see that happening so far.
I am not too sure. Our sessions have been very sporadic so far, and even though I can do some basics I don't feel certain enough to do anything serious. Maybe she was just trying to motivate me, or her pressing need for a trumpet makes her desperate (the more I think about it, the more convinced I am that it's the latter), but I can't see myself playing at that level yet.
Something that made me really happy was to find just how much easier it will be to play the hunting horn - the technique is the same. Can't wait to surprise my mother (it's her instrument) with my progress. Too bad it's too late for her birthday, but I doubt that my mother would be touched by a wobbly rendition of the soprano part in "dead fox" or something, anyway.
The suggestion of joining the ranks of her brass ensemble is probably supposed to strengthen my resolve and give me more motivation (and make our practice sessions happen more frequently than every couple of months), but I don't see that happening so far.
I am not too sure. Our sessions have been very sporadic so far, and even though I can do some basics I don't feel certain enough to do anything serious. Maybe she was just trying to motivate me, or her pressing need for a trumpet makes her desperate (the more I think about it, the more convinced I am that it's the latter), but I can't see myself playing at that level yet.
Something that made me really happy was to find just how much easier it will be to play the hunting horn - the technique is the same. Can't wait to surprise my mother (it's her instrument) with my progress. Too bad it's too late for her birthday, but I doubt that my mother would be touched by a wobbly rendition of the soprano part in "dead fox" or something, anyway.
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Date: Monday, April 27th, 2009 06:02 pm (UTC)I'm glad you're doing well with the trumpet. :)
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Date: Monday, April 27th, 2009 06:30 pm (UTC)I don't really have any musical ability to speak of, either, though, but Crocky is a great teacher, and so far, it's not as hard as I expected. Much more than my own failed attempts to play the recorder for half a year when I was seven, too.
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Date: Monday, April 27th, 2009 06:50 pm (UTC)I tried very briefly (for about a month or so) to teach myself the guitar in 2004, but I was hopeless. Really hopeless. My only excuse is that there is a chance I might've done better with a proper teacher. I doubt it, though...
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Date: Monday, April 27th, 2009 07:02 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: Wednesday, April 29th, 2009 12:17 pm (UTC)Practising alone is twice as hard as it is with someone else there. I've been trying to practice for myself this past half year, with... well. Little success. I'll probably only keep at it as long as Crocky feels like coaching. I only ever remember about wanting to practice at 11:30, and putting it in my mental calender at a better time never works, I always forget.
(Oooh, eh ich's vergesse: was habt ihr die letzten beiden Stunden bei Freytag gemacht? Ich war ja beide Male leider nicht da. -_-)