Reformatory
As in the opposite of "conservatory."
I've realized that the college where I teach is the musical equivalent of reform school. It's sort of the last-chance opportunity for musical screw-ups to get their acts together before the possibility of a musical career passes them by forever.
Did you just come to this country armed with a degree in flute from a foreign university and a lot of bad playing habits?
Welcome to my studio.
Did you screw up so badly in high school that you don't have the grades to get into a decent university music school?
You're mine.
Did you completely whack out during your first year at a high-powered music school because you couldn't handle the pressure?
I'll be putting your psyche back together, Humpty Dumpty style.
Are you a talented musician with little formal training?
I'll be your tour guide into the wonderful world of classical music. Better go buy that metronome now.
I don't usually sit in on the auditions, so when I get my student roster at the beginning of each semester, I never know what strengths, weaknesses, or pathologies await me. And just when I think I've seen or heard everything, a student will come in with a history that's even more bizarre.
Makes me wish I had minored in psychology.
I've realized that the college where I teach is the musical equivalent of reform school. It's sort of the last-chance opportunity for musical screw-ups to get their acts together before the possibility of a musical career passes them by forever.
Did you just come to this country armed with a degree in flute from a foreign university and a lot of bad playing habits?
Welcome to my studio.
Did you screw up so badly in high school that you don't have the grades to get into a decent university music school?
You're mine.
Did you completely whack out during your first year at a high-powered music school because you couldn't handle the pressure?
I'll be putting your psyche back together, Humpty Dumpty style.
Are you a talented musician with little formal training?
I'll be your tour guide into the wonderful world of classical music. Better go buy that metronome now.
I don't usually sit in on the auditions, so when I get my student roster at the beginning of each semester, I never know what strengths, weaknesses, or pathologies await me. And just when I think I've seen or heard everything, a student will come in with a history that's even more bizarre.
Makes me wish I had minored in psychology.

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