Crazy. Fooking. Summer.
Between training for the double centuries in Spring, concerts with the symphony, my private studio being much larger than last year, and Summer Music Camp, I have been going non-stop for some time now.
And it's not over. I just added a couple new private students to the studio, the symphony has a concert this weekend, the next set is at Davies Symphony Hall in SF and requires a shit-ton of extra brass players that I have to help find (only need 2 more!), playing Bye Bye Birdie in July, still trying to plan a trip to Oregon and a camping trip to probably the Shasta area...
And before I know it band camp will start in early August.
Teaching the Summer Music Camp was a lot of fun, but pushing yourself that much takes its toll. Not just on your body, but your mind. I start thinking about what I really want to do. Keep on trying to make a private studio and occasional gigs, clinics and sectional teaching work out? Or maybe think about grad school? There are some pretty brilliant teachers at this camp, some doing their post-grad work at some pretty impressive schools. And I think I can keep up with them.
Maybe I should at least think about that possibility.
But for now, a day off means a bike ride. Time to get on it.
Between training for the double centuries in Spring, concerts with the symphony, my private studio being much larger than last year, and Summer Music Camp, I have been going non-stop for some time now.
And it's not over. I just added a couple new private students to the studio, the symphony has a concert this weekend, the next set is at Davies Symphony Hall in SF and requires a shit-ton of extra brass players that I have to help find (only need 2 more!), playing Bye Bye Birdie in July, still trying to plan a trip to Oregon and a camping trip to probably the Shasta area...
And before I know it band camp will start in early August.
Teaching the Summer Music Camp was a lot of fun, but pushing yourself that much takes its toll. Not just on your body, but your mind. I start thinking about what I really want to do. Keep on trying to make a private studio and occasional gigs, clinics and sectional teaching work out? Or maybe think about grad school? There are some pretty brilliant teachers at this camp, some doing their post-grad work at some pretty impressive schools. And I think I can keep up with them.
Maybe I should at least think about that possibility.
But for now, a day off means a bike ride. Time to get on it.