Today I had two auditions at Rice University, which I only found out about the day before and about two hours before the second one. My teacher was able to contact the pedagogues at the last minute for me to play for them.
The first person was Paul Kantor, who I have never heard of before but has a good reputation as a teacher. We only had 10 minutes, and it was a good damn 10 minutes, but I didn’t get to experience his teaching style much.
The second person, who I only found out I would audition for about two hours in advance, was Cho-Liang Lin. His name sounded familiar, but nothing quite rang a bell.
At the audition, everything was running more like a master class. Through out the master class, Mr. Lin taught me so many things and I thought “wow, this guy is amazing!”
Then when I came out I discovered he is one of the top violinists today and super famous.
So in a nutshell, I feel very proud of myself and lucky that I got to play for one of the top violinists today. It makes me want to be even better at music.
I hate not being taken seriously because I’m white.
I think I will just have to accept that I will never be happy again.
Today will be the day I will be officially classified as a crappy violin player.
90% of the game is half mental
In Germany we don’t say “I don’t care” we say “Das ist mir Wurst” which roughly translates as “This is sausage to me” I think that’s beautiful.
no you don’t understand we actually do say that
no, but we actually do
(Source: absolutniemand, via paraflinch)