pfft.
[ 6:04 PM ]
I REGRET QUITTING BAND.
I REALLY LOVE BAND AND THE REASON FOR ME QUITTING BAND IS JUST OH-SO-PATHETIC.
I mean, I have the band blood in me. Both my siblings were from band. D: I was the the most enthusiastic one in my section, always bringing my intrument home after every practice no matter how heavy it was. :D I played it at home, I played it at church. So much that my muscles started to hurt.
I didn't mind it at first but it was getting worst. Every two weeks my muscle would ache and I can't do anything to it to ease the pain. I can only put that horrible counter pain and risk missing another band practice.
The essential elements book was all I had left, but I threw it away as it was no longer needed. Now I realized how important it was. It wasn't just a book filled with simple songs that I could play with out any difficulty, it was a piece of memory. One that I threw away.
My first and last concert. I still remembered it clearly. We arrived at CJC in our band uniform, and had our routine check on out attire and stockings , hair and all. I adjusted my blazer, so that I look alright, and not some weird rectangle thing. Once that was done, we moved our intruments up. We helped the percussions as they had quite a number of large heavy intruments. Soon, we were all standing back stage, walking around in our court shoes. Butterflies filled my stomach as I watched the other sections practicing their parts. My heart missed a beat as the MCs welcomed us on stage. We walked briskly towards our seat, trying to avoid the eyes of the audience and braced ourselves.
Mr Tan came in from stage left,(our right) and smile to the audience as he approached the podium. He lifted up his baton as a sign for us to raise our intruments, preparing for the song. And we were off. Melodious music filled the hall. the first song was
Canto, and the heavy sounds of the trombones and the tuba gave the song much emotion. The second was my personal favourite,
Der Vogelhandler(I forgot how to get the 'a' with the two dots on top of it).
Me being a junior, I was told to play the third trombone part, as it was the easiest. We focused our attention on the baton, waiting for the signal to start playing. With a swift flick, we started off, with brasses and their wonderful high pitched introduction that was too hard for us juniors to play. However, we did attempted to play it during the following band practices.
We had to look at both the scores and the conductor. Thankfully, if you have been in band long enough, you would have an in-built metronome. Still, we had to look at the conductor as our in-built metronome wasn't perfect. It would be, in time to come.
We counted and stared at our scores, praying that we wouldn't get lost. We were at the slow part, where only the seniors played. It was just so indescribable. We joined them later when the song started to build up. That was where I got lost. I had to act professionally. That was what the seniors said. I had to look as if I had some solo part to play, and not look like I'm actually lost. I broke in to cold sweat and started panicking. I tried desperately to find out where they were. I skimmed through the top half of the page and finally found a tune that I recognised.
What a relief! Then there was a crescendo which the seniors made sure we played it right during the the sectionals. The third act was right after the slow part, which starts at figure K. Soon, the percussions blew the whistle loud and clear, which never fails to suprise me. Although I had some difficulty trying to get the third at right during the sectionals, with much practice, I finally got it. I was filled with indescribable delight. We played our last note. With another swift flick of the baton, it was over. Breathless, but we had fun.
The hall was filled with a rousing applause, as we exited via stage right. We finally did it. Our first(and my last) concert was a success! We had a great dinner later, with the eclairs practically screaming, "eat us!". The court shoes were hurting our feet, so we decided to take them off. Then phyllis exclaimed, " Melina! You're bleeding!". I looked down and broke in to hysterical laughter.(Everyone was staring at me ^^'). my stockings had the company's info printed in red in which I had much difficulty trying to hide to. :D Our past seniors then saw us and congratulated us, giving each and everyone a rose to take home. How sweet of them!
*sighs* I'll never be able to get into band ever again. I hate myself for that. D:
Yes, yes Shannen. You're absoloutely right. *sighs* How I wished you were just so wrong. I could still remember, that we played for another school event. The
Big Fun In The Sun was one of the most enjoyable pieces I've ever played, next to
Der Vogelhandler. The surfer thing was one of the hardest to play. Not only did I had difficulty side reading when I first got the scores( I bet that I wasn't the only one), the notes were rather alien to me. They were the really high notes, which were challenging but fun to play.
I was rather embarassed when I approached my buddy for help on identifying the notes. Finally, it was our big day. Not only did I screw that part up, the seniors were watching me play which added to the stress. Still, they were all smiles and even stayed back to hear us play during the sectionals.
*sighs* One of my ex-seniors even complimented me on what a good sound I had. Mr Tan(the conductor) even remembered my name. *sighs*
I got to stop living in the past. not only does it bring back both hurtful and happy memories, it's also not good for my emotional health.Labels: depressed.
