Gandalfe
05-09-2004, 12:07 AM
So I'm sitting in with our community dance band, at a practice session with no drums or bass and darn it, I have to play bari again 'cuz two altos show up. We're sight reading an Oliver Nelson chart called Emancipation Blues. It's got four sharps, is presented on faded paper that is hard to read in the best of conditions. And its got triplets that the director is pushing at something just under a 160 meter. I guess they think that is a medium swing.
Our new director is a sax player with great creds, soloed with the Stan Kenton orchestra, played with the Seattle Rep, studied under Michael Brockman at UW. Now, with his PhD in Music he is trying to find a teaching gig in a tenure-based (vice talent-based) school district. (I think most of them are this way.) A pro basketball player who sits on the bench all season makes nearly $200,000 a year. A highly educated, phenominal musician and teacher probably (I'm guessing here) is struggling to make rent payments.
I find myself in a position where I realize I will have to resort to playing the first note of the triplets just to keep up and not blow the sax section's performance. To play this kind of thing well by sight, I would need to spend 5 to 6 hours a day for a couple of years. See, I'm back playing sax for the last two years after a 27 year break.
In a simple community band with a dance band group where half the people show up for practice and no gigs in sight, I'm struggling to participate at a level where I can respect myself in the morning. I try to make up for it by bringing in semi-pros to sit in with us on occasion. Hell, I'm the librarian for the sax section, tracking music and makin' copies just to make myself useful.
I've covered for people in another band last year, even playing a first tenor gig where I had five solos. But I'm not as good as I'd like to be. I'm lovin' the stuff I can cover. 'Cuz you see, I have a great sound. I just don't move my fingers fast enough and sight read well enough. I live for the times when I hit the piece straight-on and make people go wow. That doesn't happen very much (kinda like the same frequency of being dealt a killer hand in poker). But when it does... Well it kinda keeps you comin' back.
I read somewhere that American's don't want to do anything that they can't excell in. We hate being newbies even if we are headed the right way. I dunno. Maybe that's true. I just keep three saxes (a,t,b) so that if there's an available gig, I can play more.
This blues ballad is a trip down the emancipation road done in the key of D and to an 88 meter. :lol:
Our new director is a sax player with great creds, soloed with the Stan Kenton orchestra, played with the Seattle Rep, studied under Michael Brockman at UW. Now, with his PhD in Music he is trying to find a teaching gig in a tenure-based (vice talent-based) school district. (I think most of them are this way.) A pro basketball player who sits on the bench all season makes nearly $200,000 a year. A highly educated, phenominal musician and teacher probably (I'm guessing here) is struggling to make rent payments.
I find myself in a position where I realize I will have to resort to playing the first note of the triplets just to keep up and not blow the sax section's performance. To play this kind of thing well by sight, I would need to spend 5 to 6 hours a day for a couple of years. See, I'm back playing sax for the last two years after a 27 year break.
In a simple community band with a dance band group where half the people show up for practice and no gigs in sight, I'm struggling to participate at a level where I can respect myself in the morning. I try to make up for it by bringing in semi-pros to sit in with us on occasion. Hell, I'm the librarian for the sax section, tracking music and makin' copies just to make myself useful.
I've covered for people in another band last year, even playing a first tenor gig where I had five solos. But I'm not as good as I'd like to be. I'm lovin' the stuff I can cover. 'Cuz you see, I have a great sound. I just don't move my fingers fast enough and sight read well enough. I live for the times when I hit the piece straight-on and make people go wow. That doesn't happen very much (kinda like the same frequency of being dealt a killer hand in poker). But when it does... Well it kinda keeps you comin' back.
I read somewhere that American's don't want to do anything that they can't excell in. We hate being newbies even if we are headed the right way. I dunno. Maybe that's true. I just keep three saxes (a,t,b) so that if there's an available gig, I can play more.
This blues ballad is a trip down the emancipation road done in the key of D and to an 88 meter. :lol: