Wednesday, April 26, 2006
Monday, April 24, 2006
52postsisenoughithink
well, i had a chance to sleep on it and i came to this conclusion; it's time for me to just bow out as gracefully as i can. i want to finish out my obligations here in eau claire, spend as much time as humanly possible with all the people i love, take a bow, and exit stage right.
the end.
love,
james
the end.
love,
james
Sunday, April 23, 2006
lastone?maybe......
well, i think the goal of feeling awesome for the day has been achieved. i've been down the last few days and the combination of really nice weather, playing chamber music on my trombone with other good musicians, throwing a frisbee around with ryan and phil, and riding my bike has managed bring my moral back up where it needs to be. i think now i'll put on some good music and pick up around the apartment. living in a clean place will help me feel better about myself too.
in other news, i'm toying with the idea of giving up this blog. ::gasp:: i think it's just too easy to say sh*t publicly that shouldn't be said. i know we all have that problem a little bit with our blogs. that's why they're so interesting right? yeah, maybe interesting, but worth the trouble? i don't know. probably not for this guy. personally, i feel like we should have the right to write anything we friggen feel like writing. i'm not here to stop anyone from doing that. that would be completely lame. you can write about how you love osama or killing bunnies and i'm not going to get mad at you for writing it. as long as i'm not being forced to read it, why should i get upset? i'm a big kid and i can choose not to read it, so write on brothas and sistas, write on. write about me for all i care. tell the world i smell like bunny poop. that might be funny. but i figure, if you tell the world that i smell bad, you just make yourself look like a tool. you'd better shower a lot to say such a thing.
i guess i'm just unsure whether or not i can control myself when i REALLY want to say stuff but know this isn't the place. self-control and discipline are usually really easy for me. but when stress is mixed in, dammit it's hard. why do i have to be human. life as a robot would be so much easier. i think i can do it though. you're all gonna have to hold me accountable if i continue to put my thoughts here. don't let me say personal sh*t that i shouldn't say here okay? deal?
sweet.
love,
james"iknowiknow,istilloweyouaduckstory"yardley
in other news, i'm toying with the idea of giving up this blog. ::gasp:: i think it's just too easy to say sh*t publicly that shouldn't be said. i know we all have that problem a little bit with our blogs. that's why they're so interesting right? yeah, maybe interesting, but worth the trouble? i don't know. probably not for this guy. personally, i feel like we should have the right to write anything we friggen feel like writing. i'm not here to stop anyone from doing that. that would be completely lame. you can write about how you love osama or killing bunnies and i'm not going to get mad at you for writing it. as long as i'm not being forced to read it, why should i get upset? i'm a big kid and i can choose not to read it, so write on brothas and sistas, write on. write about me for all i care. tell the world i smell like bunny poop. that might be funny. but i figure, if you tell the world that i smell bad, you just make yourself look like a tool. you'd better shower a lot to say such a thing.
i guess i'm just unsure whether or not i can control myself when i REALLY want to say stuff but know this isn't the place. self-control and discipline are usually really easy for me. but when stress is mixed in, dammit it's hard. why do i have to be human. life as a robot would be so much easier. i think i can do it though. you're all gonna have to hold me accountable if i continue to put my thoughts here. don't let me say personal sh*t that i shouldn't say here okay? deal?
sweet.
love,
james"iknowiknow,istilloweyouaduckstory"yardley
Saturday, April 22, 2006
leafsoupparttwo
just got back from playing routine with corey. i was amazed at how great i felt once i put that horn to my face. playing my instrument is the best therapy i can think of, mentally and physically. i didn't feel awful when i woke up this morning, but there were some definite lingering effects from last night. i'm a firm believer that pain, whether mental or physical, is all a matter the mind and since my mind thinks of nothing but sound when i play my trombone, it's not occupied with pain or anything else. that's awesome to me.
so last night was freaking sweet. after playing at v-ball i hung with coliflower and his fam for a little while then went over to the house. jake, nate, lydo, phil salwas, phil salwas' friend, and i hung out and drank too much alcohol for our own good. we talked about gas, taxes, practicing, attitude, and probably some other stuff that i'm not remembering right now. the conversation was excellent. i haven't hung with salwas ever i don't think and he's a really cool guy. he makes a mean rum and coke too. i think i left around 2 and came back and slept like a baby. that felt really good.
not exactly sure what i'll do with the rest of my day. if you have any ideas, let me know :-). practicing will be in there somewhere, but other than that, i don't have too much planned for the day. maybe i'll sit around and watch tv or a movie. that could nice.
oh yeah, and i thought of something else that's green and cool while driving over to the music building. green traffic lights. i mean honestly, who doesn't love to see a green light? it's better than a red light and yellow, pff, c'mon. yellow's got nothin' on green. nothin.
love,
james"humptydumptysatonawall"yardley
so last night was freaking sweet. after playing at v-ball i hung with coliflower and his fam for a little while then went over to the house. jake, nate, lydo, phil salwas, phil salwas' friend, and i hung out and drank too much alcohol for our own good. we talked about gas, taxes, practicing, attitude, and probably some other stuff that i'm not remembering right now. the conversation was excellent. i haven't hung with salwas ever i don't think and he's a really cool guy. he makes a mean rum and coke too. i think i left around 2 and came back and slept like a baby. that felt really good.
not exactly sure what i'll do with the rest of my day. if you have any ideas, let me know :-). practicing will be in there somewhere, but other than that, i don't have too much planned for the day. maybe i'll sit around and watch tv or a movie. that could nice.
oh yeah, and i thought of something else that's green and cool while driving over to the music building. green traffic lights. i mean honestly, who doesn't love to see a green light? it's better than a red light and yellow, pff, c'mon. yellow's got nothin' on green. nothin.
love,
james"humptydumptysatonawall"yardley
leafsoup
ever feel like you totally f*cked something up but it was okay because you learned from it? i have.
so, i started a new tube of toothpaste this morning. it's green, which is the sweetest color ever, in case you haven't heard.
okay, i gotta go play routine with vern. more later.
love,
james"lookingattheworldthroughgreencoloredglasses"yardley
so, i started a new tube of toothpaste this morning. it's green, which is the sweetest color ever, in case you haven't heard.
okay, i gotta go play routine with vern. more later.
love,
james"lookingattheworldthroughgreencoloredglasses"yardley
Wednesday, April 19, 2006
greenisthenewblue
so here's a couple things that i think are sweet:
1. thunderstorms
2. waking up and noticing that the grass is greener than the day before
3. ducks
yeah, last night there was an awesome thunderstorm. i slept on my couch, as i usually do, and watched the kitchen light up from the lightening and then listened to my windows rattle as the thunder boomed. the sound of the rain eventually put me to sleep.
waking up this morning, i noticed how much greener it was outside. it made me realize how much i love the color green and i'm now officially declaring it my new favorite color. i used to be a blue guy, but now it's all about the green. green is the color of a famous frog, my eyes, and my favorite shirt. so there ya have it. green is my new blue.
anyways, i had my first lesson with a new trombone student last night and i'm totally pumped about teaching again. i had taken a sabbatical (one of many i'm now realizing) from teaching in preparation for grad school auditions and it was really awesome to work with this young guy. he's a middle school euphonium player who wants to play trombone so that someday he can play in memorial's jazz band. wait a minute...that sounds familiar....oh yeah....that's the exact same thing i did when i was his age. cool. he really wants to learn and my first impression of him is that he's pretty intelligent, especially for his age. teaching a student with goals is about the sweetest thing a teacher can hope for.
not much else going on in the world of me. bone choir concert is tonight so you should probably go to that. 7:30, gantner. it'll be my last one here.....i promise this time! v-ball is this weekend, but i'm not sure how excited i am to go. bone choir is playing, so i'll fulfill my commitment to that, but i may jet afterwards, we'll see. the bistro might be a good place to hang this weekend.
that is all.
love,
james"you'llgetyourduckstoryinthenextpost"yardley
ps-congrats to angie heyer for the correct answer to the "trivia" question in my last post. i owe you a drink. now can someone please tell me what rsvp means?
1. thunderstorms
2. waking up and noticing that the grass is greener than the day before
3. ducks
yeah, last night there was an awesome thunderstorm. i slept on my couch, as i usually do, and watched the kitchen light up from the lightening and then listened to my windows rattle as the thunder boomed. the sound of the rain eventually put me to sleep.
waking up this morning, i noticed how much greener it was outside. it made me realize how much i love the color green and i'm now officially declaring it my new favorite color. i used to be a blue guy, but now it's all about the green. green is the color of a famous frog, my eyes, and my favorite shirt. so there ya have it. green is my new blue.
anyways, i had my first lesson with a new trombone student last night and i'm totally pumped about teaching again. i had taken a sabbatical (one of many i'm now realizing) from teaching in preparation for grad school auditions and it was really awesome to work with this young guy. he's a middle school euphonium player who wants to play trombone so that someday he can play in memorial's jazz band. wait a minute...that sounds familiar....oh yeah....that's the exact same thing i did when i was his age. cool. he really wants to learn and my first impression of him is that he's pretty intelligent, especially for his age. teaching a student with goals is about the sweetest thing a teacher can hope for.
not much else going on in the world of me. bone choir concert is tonight so you should probably go to that. 7:30, gantner. it'll be my last one here.....i promise this time! v-ball is this weekend, but i'm not sure how excited i am to go. bone choir is playing, so i'll fulfill my commitment to that, but i may jet afterwards, we'll see. the bistro might be a good place to hang this weekend.
that is all.
love,
james"you'llgetyourduckstoryinthenextpost"yardley
ps-congrats to angie heyer for the correct answer to the "trivia" question in my last post. i owe you a drink. now can someone please tell me what rsvp means?
Monday, April 17, 2006
piddlywinklesticks
so i bet you think you're gonna read another duck story here don't ya. well, you're right. here comes one.
i was at the stones throw tonight and this duck walks in. he's all dressed up like one of those ducks that goes to important meetings and spends every spare second on his cell phone talking to other ducks about important duck business. you know the kind i'm talking about....so anyways, he waddles in and hops up on the stool next to me, orders a drink, and starts quackin' away about this and that. he's talking to me about eggs, and feathers, what it's like to have webbed feet, and i'm listening contently. then, out of no where, he pulls out his saxophone, hops up on stage, and takes 24 choruses of the blues and flies out the door. weird huh?
yep.
easter was cool. i went home to duluth for the first easter since high school (and we all know that's been a loooooooooong time....[insert old joke here]). it was nice to be home to spend time with the family and the dog. i rolled in at about 3 in the morning on thursday night/friday morning after driving from the recording session. i was really proud of my dog because she came charging at the door ready to attack when i walked in until she realized it was me. i was proud because she's the most happy go lucky dog in the world and i never gave her credit for actually being capable of protecting the house. she was really happy once she realized who i was. the rest of my family was sound asleep, even after the few seconds of her vicious barking, so i just crawled into bed quietly without waking anyone up.
the weekend was uneventful for the most part. i saw a LOT of deer and other wildlife, hung out with my brother a little bit, played trombone at church, and just relaxed. my mom's birthday was today so i had lunch with her before driving back to eau claire.
that's it. nothing profound. a duck story and a brief update is all you get.
love,
james"wantsacookie"yardley
ps-1 beer goes to the person who can tell me what ps stands for without looking it up. the person i've already explained it to is excluded from this offer (sorry). actually, no they're not. if they would actually let me buy them a drink (wink wink), then they can be included as well. but anyways, for one drink, what does ps stand for. and no looking it up! this is trivia folks, not research. on your honor! that was a good book....
i was at the stones throw tonight and this duck walks in. he's all dressed up like one of those ducks that goes to important meetings and spends every spare second on his cell phone talking to other ducks about important duck business. you know the kind i'm talking about....so anyways, he waddles in and hops up on the stool next to me, orders a drink, and starts quackin' away about this and that. he's talking to me about eggs, and feathers, what it's like to have webbed feet, and i'm listening contently. then, out of no where, he pulls out his saxophone, hops up on stage, and takes 24 choruses of the blues and flies out the door. weird huh?
yep.
easter was cool. i went home to duluth for the first easter since high school (and we all know that's been a loooooooooong time....[insert old joke here]). it was nice to be home to spend time with the family and the dog. i rolled in at about 3 in the morning on thursday night/friday morning after driving from the recording session. i was really proud of my dog because she came charging at the door ready to attack when i walked in until she realized it was me. i was proud because she's the most happy go lucky dog in the world and i never gave her credit for actually being capable of protecting the house. she was really happy once she realized who i was. the rest of my family was sound asleep, even after the few seconds of her vicious barking, so i just crawled into bed quietly without waking anyone up.
the weekend was uneventful for the most part. i saw a LOT of deer and other wildlife, hung out with my brother a little bit, played trombone at church, and just relaxed. my mom's birthday was today so i had lunch with her before driving back to eau claire.
that's it. nothing profound. a duck story and a brief update is all you get.
love,
james"wantsacookie"yardley
ps-1 beer goes to the person who can tell me what ps stands for without looking it up. the person i've already explained it to is excluded from this offer (sorry). actually, no they're not. if they would actually let me buy them a drink (wink wink), then they can be included as well. but anyways, for one drink, what does ps stand for. and no looking it up! this is trivia folks, not research. on your honor! that was a good book....
Thursday, April 13, 2006
breakingnews
list of things to do today:
1. dishes
1a. practice
2. laundry
2a. practice
3. haircut
3a. practice
3b. practice
4. quit practicing and record in st. paul
5. drive home to duluth for easter
pretty simple day all in all. most of it will be spent preparing mentally and physically to record a solo for the jazz 1 christmas cd. i believe it will be more of a mental challenge than anything, so, the goal for today is to find that place where any thought that isn't related to music doesn't enter my brain. a good place to start, i think, is to get some thoughts out right now.
c'funk's recital was great. i thought he played splendidly and i was happy to be a part of it. i'm glad joe made it up too. it's always refreshing to play for the people in the audience who are really cheering for you. and...incase you haven't heard, joe got into grad school at the u of mn! that's right, three eau claire trombone players got into grad school in one year. maybe someday the three of us will form the trombone section of a major orchestra. wouldn't that be a ride (no pun intended). anywho....it's nice to know that the trombone studio can find a little bit of success outside of this tiny world of eau claire. if only i could find 5th position, life would be grand.
hmm....what else to write about? i guess that's it... sorry for the boring post. i'll make it up to you later with something really juicy. like...um...a watermelon, or maybe a steak. or maybe just a stick of juicyfruit gum.
so there was this duck....and he was walking (or waddling i guess) down the sidewalk, chewing juicyfruit gum and out of nowhere comes this bunny. and this bunny is like, "hey, gimme some of that gum," and the duck says, "quack quack, i'm not givin' your silly ball shaped tail nothin' quack." so then the bunny says "fine, then i'm not sharing my carrots anymore," and he hops away. yeah....that actually happened. weird huh?
the end.
love,
james"needstoquitsmokingsomuchcrack"yardley
1. dishes
1a. practice
2. laundry
2a. practice
3. haircut
3a. practice
3b. practice
4. quit practicing and record in st. paul
5. drive home to duluth for easter
pretty simple day all in all. most of it will be spent preparing mentally and physically to record a solo for the jazz 1 christmas cd. i believe it will be more of a mental challenge than anything, so, the goal for today is to find that place where any thought that isn't related to music doesn't enter my brain. a good place to start, i think, is to get some thoughts out right now.
c'funk's recital was great. i thought he played splendidly and i was happy to be a part of it. i'm glad joe made it up too. it's always refreshing to play for the people in the audience who are really cheering for you. and...incase you haven't heard, joe got into grad school at the u of mn! that's right, three eau claire trombone players got into grad school in one year. maybe someday the three of us will form the trombone section of a major orchestra. wouldn't that be a ride (no pun intended). anywho....it's nice to know that the trombone studio can find a little bit of success outside of this tiny world of eau claire. if only i could find 5th position, life would be grand.
hmm....what else to write about? i guess that's it... sorry for the boring post. i'll make it up to you later with something really juicy. like...um...a watermelon, or maybe a steak. or maybe just a stick of juicyfruit gum.
so there was this duck....and he was walking (or waddling i guess) down the sidewalk, chewing juicyfruit gum and out of nowhere comes this bunny. and this bunny is like, "hey, gimme some of that gum," and the duck says, "quack quack, i'm not givin' your silly ball shaped tail nothin' quack." so then the bunny says "fine, then i'm not sharing my carrots anymore," and he hops away. yeah....that actually happened. weird huh?
the end.
love,
james"needstoquitsmokingsomuchcrack"yardley
Tuesday, April 11, 2006
ducksonthesidewalk
so there's these two ducks right? and they're walking down the sidewalk infront of my house having a ducky ol' time. i have to admit that i'm kinda jealous. being a duck would be pretty sweet i think. you could fly to your favorite river or lake and just float around all day with the lady ducks. nice people would feed you stuff like popcorn or bread and could just amuse them with your quacking. yeah, a duck's life for me please.
anyways, i think i should stop reading other people's blogs for a while. maybe till i'm out of eau claire at least. sometimes i run into things that make my head spin, and it's not the good kind of headspinning where you get that dizzy feeling and laugh a lot. it's more of a, "wow, i really didn't want to read that" type of feeling. usually, i'm interested in other people's thoughts because a lot of times, they can be stimulating to my own brain. but, sometimes, i read stuff that makes me sad. i suppose i could just read the blogs i know won't bother me and ignore the ones i think might. any thoughts on the subject? feel free to comment.
joe hartson is visiting tomorrow and staying with me so i'm looking forward to seeing him.
joel left for germany today. we drank on sunday and he helped my break into my house after i realized i had locked myself out. i helped him move some stuff up to dickerson's house yesterday. the dog he was living with really is a little sh*t. i usually love dogs, but not this one. anyways, i'm going to miss joel a lot. i have nothing but good memories with that guy.
not too much else to say right now. warm weather is awesome. ducks are sweet. trombone is good.
see ya later,
james"ducky"yardley
anyways, i think i should stop reading other people's blogs for a while. maybe till i'm out of eau claire at least. sometimes i run into things that make my head spin, and it's not the good kind of headspinning where you get that dizzy feeling and laugh a lot. it's more of a, "wow, i really didn't want to read that" type of feeling. usually, i'm interested in other people's thoughts because a lot of times, they can be stimulating to my own brain. but, sometimes, i read stuff that makes me sad. i suppose i could just read the blogs i know won't bother me and ignore the ones i think might. any thoughts on the subject? feel free to comment.
joe hartson is visiting tomorrow and staying with me so i'm looking forward to seeing him.
joel left for germany today. we drank on sunday and he helped my break into my house after i realized i had locked myself out. i helped him move some stuff up to dickerson's house yesterday. the dog he was living with really is a little sh*t. i usually love dogs, but not this one. anyways, i'm going to miss joel a lot. i have nothing but good memories with that guy.
not too much else to say right now. warm weather is awesome. ducks are sweet. trombone is good.
see ya later,
james"ducky"yardley
Sunday, April 09, 2006
underwaterblogging
sometimes i feel like writing even when i have nothing to say. like right now... i could update you on all the stuff i've done, bought, eaten, stepped in, rollerbladed through, pole vaulted over, etc, etc, but that kind of blogging is starting to get old for me. but for those that are just dyin' to know, i'll humor you....
i bought a new trombone on saturday. becker and i traveled to groth music in bloomington, mn and we picked out a conn 88h with lindberg valve. it's a very nice horn and the more i play it, the more i like it. it made it's debut at the bistro last night on a blues. it was fun.
after hanging at the bistro, i went to the hastings house and hung with old man and company. we listened to some mahler rehearsal and i drank a celebratory beer. thanks pat. next we visited the house where there were two seperate (???) parties going on. it was kinda weird, so i didn't stay long.
i woke up this morning, played some trombone, went to lunch with my friend rebecca, then played more trombone at school, then went to the orchestra concert, then played more trombone. that brings us to the present moment. happy?
ok, so, the orchestra concert was good. there were definitely some very nice moments that sent chills down my spine. so a big, hearty "congratulations" to all who were involved. it wasn't technically perfect, but you made music and that's all that matters so be proud of yourselves. i certainly was.
sooo...not too exciting right? well, brace yourselves. this video is sure to entertain. enjoy!
http://www.dailymotion.com/relevance/search/Tommy%20Pederson/video/99323
love,
james"girlsjustwannahavefun"yardley
i bought a new trombone on saturday. becker and i traveled to groth music in bloomington, mn and we picked out a conn 88h with lindberg valve. it's a very nice horn and the more i play it, the more i like it. it made it's debut at the bistro last night on a blues. it was fun.
after hanging at the bistro, i went to the hastings house and hung with old man and company. we listened to some mahler rehearsal and i drank a celebratory beer. thanks pat. next we visited the house where there were two seperate (???) parties going on. it was kinda weird, so i didn't stay long.
i woke up this morning, played some trombone, went to lunch with my friend rebecca, then played more trombone at school, then went to the orchestra concert, then played more trombone. that brings us to the present moment. happy?
ok, so, the orchestra concert was good. there were definitely some very nice moments that sent chills down my spine. so a big, hearty "congratulations" to all who were involved. it wasn't technically perfect, but you made music and that's all that matters so be proud of yourselves. i certainly was.
sooo...not too exciting right? well, brace yourselves. this video is sure to entertain. enjoy!
http://www.dailymotion.com/relevance/search/Tommy%20Pederson/video/99323
love,
james"girlsjustwannahavefun"yardley
Thursday, April 06, 2006
i'm me again!
ahhh...i finally feel like i'm james yardley again. it feels good, let me tell you. i don't feel like i'm someone else, trying to be all serious about auditions and not enjoying life to it's fullest and blah blah blah. ok, granted, maybe this feeling is a quasi drunkenness because i just got back from the joynt, but nonetheless, i feel comfortable in my own skin again, which is a relief. auditions took their toll, but it's all over now and i can do the things i enjoy in life once again.
i had an exciting conversation with a friend tonight. they know who they are. and hopefully they know that i'm actually following through with these plans. nuff said.
i hope my other friends feel better soon. i miss them and want them to be healthy again. hayley....lydo....and anyone else feeling under the weather...you get better soon.
that's about it. ben and i owned colin and evan at darts, so i will sleep well knowing my awesome skill contributed to that. evan started up the trash talking, to his own dismay. poor widdle guy. it's okay buddy. you just keep trying like that little engine that could. chugga chugga chugga chugga choo chooooooo!
love,
j
i had an exciting conversation with a friend tonight. they know who they are. and hopefully they know that i'm actually following through with these plans. nuff said.
i hope my other friends feel better soon. i miss them and want them to be healthy again. hayley....lydo....and anyone else feeling under the weather...you get better soon.
that's about it. ben and i owned colin and evan at darts, so i will sleep well knowing my awesome skill contributed to that. evan started up the trash talking, to his own dismay. poor widdle guy. it's okay buddy. you just keep trying like that little engine that could. chugga chugga chugga chugga choo chooooooo!
love,
j
Monday, April 03, 2006
breathe james, breathe
well, i just got off the phone with andy neesley and i must say, i'm feeling 100% better about my rejection from manhattan. i need a little time to absorb what he told me, so i won't write about it right now. maybe later. it's a shame all the "neesley critics" don't know him like i do because he is a brilliant person, and he's been a wonderfully good friend to me. i'm sure he doesn't read this, but that won't stop me from thanking him here anyways.
so, off to indiana i go. i should find an apartment asap. looks like i'm going to spend my summer at dorney again too. we don't start till june 27th, though, so i'm definitely looking for something cool to do with the beginning of my summer. i think much backpacking and camping will be in order. any takers? maybe a trip out west?
insurance company called me today about my trombone. i've got everything set and will be ordering a few horns to try out soon.
need to get my taxes done. need to start working out again. need to breathe more.
that's about it.
love,
james
so, off to indiana i go. i should find an apartment asap. looks like i'm going to spend my summer at dorney again too. we don't start till june 27th, though, so i'm definitely looking for something cool to do with the beginning of my summer. i think much backpacking and camping will be in order. any takers? maybe a trip out west?
insurance company called me today about my trombone. i've got everything set and will be ordering a few horns to try out soon.
need to get my taxes done. need to start working out again. need to breathe more.
that's about it.
love,
james
Sunday, April 02, 2006
bacon pie
well, it's certainly been an up and down week for me. monday i find out my trombone was stolen. tuesday i find out i got a full ride to indiana. then things are cool for a few days. had a great time listening to brian grivna and lewis nash clinic and play on thursday and friday. saturday i received two rejection letters from manhattan and became pretty depressed. still not over it 100% but i'm feeling better. i forced myself to go to the party on saturday night after ignoring about a million and a half phone calls (sorry, i almost never screen my calls), but didn't really manage to have a good time. mostly it was because i was bummed about manhattan, but when you're already bummin' other things that normally wouldn't bother you get magnified and occupy your thoughts. so, i left relatively early and went to sleep.
just got back from lunch with a bunch of cool people and it cheered me up some. i have a bone choir rehearsal in an hour and a half, so i think i'm gonna go warm up soon. i'm calling off my break from playing and am going to dig in again. i needed the break, but it's time to get serious about music and trombone and forget about EVERYTHING else.
congrats to all the people involved with jazzfest. it was nice to play a minimal role this year and step back and enjoy it for once. good job to you all.
i'm gonna go practice now.
love,
james
just got back from lunch with a bunch of cool people and it cheered me up some. i have a bone choir rehearsal in an hour and a half, so i think i'm gonna go warm up soon. i'm calling off my break from playing and am going to dig in again. i needed the break, but it's time to get serious about music and trombone and forget about EVERYTHING else.
congrats to all the people involved with jazzfest. it was nice to play a minimal role this year and step back and enjoy it for once. good job to you all.
i'm gonna go practice now.
love,
james
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