Day 11: Procrastinating Doesn’t Write Blog Posts

It just makes you more tired when you decide to get up and actually do them.


Hi everyone. I’m Aaron and I am a klutz. You know how everything seems super amplified and disproportionate when you’re stressed or anxious or otherwise uncomfortable? Well, today, I nearly knocked over a gong. Granted, it was a gong (there IS a SIGNIFICANT difference between gongs and tam-tams, contrary to what some would have you believe. Gongs are tuned to a specific pitch while tam-tams are used like cymbals, as a sound effect. At least, this is the convention I have been taught by people I trust. Percussive authority figures, call me out if I’m wrong). In that my target practice this afternoon took place with a gong rather than a tam-tam, the ramifications weren’t nearly as disastrous as they could have been. Anyway, I kicked the gong by accident while laughing at a joke made by the guest conductor, David Robertson.


On that note, David Robertson arrived today! I was in the theater when he walked in and I kind of shrank back into the shadows and was all “Hey, guys. He’s here.” It was really quite lame and fangirl-ish of me. But, in fact, things began to liven up as more people arrived for rehearsal. But the point at which he began to conduct us was, without too much hyperbole, just plain magical. It wasn’t that the orchestra was suddenly perfect, or that we were missing something before. Quite to the contrary, I feel James Ross, the orchestra director up until the point when Robertson arrived today, was a superb conductor and a great musical leader. I do think, though, that it was brilliant timing to have new ears and a new baton come into the work we’ve been pounding into the ground for a week. It was a welcomed revitalization for the orchestra.


Back to my gong story: it was exceedingly embarrassing to be that guy who made a bunch of noise during the first rehearsal with a world-class conductor. I felt a very interesting impression grow in me, though, about Robertson and his approach to leading—one which only strengthened throughout the rehearsal. I’m really not sure if anyone noticed that the gong nearly fell over and made a lot of noise in the process. I do, however, know from my very limited time with him that Robertson, if nothing else, has an uncanny ability to direct where he wants to go. He gives a picture of what he wants, communicates it to the orchestra in a highly effective way and proceeds to rehearse with a fluidity and grace that is unparalleled. (End me writing a whole lot of fluff just because it makes me feel better about my vocabulary).


I could go on and on about today’s rehearsal, and in fact there was very little verbal interaction between Robertson and myself, but suffice it to say I was amazed and excited to see how everything went. It makes me look forward to going to rehearsal tomorrow just that much more.

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