A Musician Without A Cause

It’s not what you think it is. Really. It’s the opposite. 

Jury is a final exam of sorts. It’s a final performance exam. I have to come in, prepared with Four songs, Five scales, Five Arpeggios, an Etude, and a couple other obscure technical stuff. 

Then, the two jurors that are there pick two songs, two scales, two arpeggios and they get me to sing my etude and my obscure technical stuff. 

It’s nerve racking… Because you will ALWAYS have maybe two or three songs that you’re stronger at than the other one or two. So… You’re always hoping that they pick those songs or scales over the other ones. It almost never goes your way. It might go your way fifty percent of the time.

For example, I went in really strong on my Major Pentatonic scale and my Blue scale. I was asked to sing a Melodic minor scale and a Major Pentatonic. I obviously aced my major pentatonic and I really struggled with the Melodic Minor scale. Well.. I didn’t really struggle with it. I fumbled a bit but got there in the end.

After drowning in technical stuff, we then moved on to my Etude. I sang it. Memorized. Without backing track. Needless to say, I got 100% on it. We then moved onto songs.

We first started with Yardbird Suite. If you’re familiar with jazz music, there are no lyrics to Yardbird Suite. I had to scat the entire song. So. It was easy. I got fours and Fives (out of five) on it. I struggled on my soloing a little. Then, I was asked to sing Early Autumn. Once again, if you’re familiar jazz music, you’ll know that there are a LOT of lyrics in that song. By some grace of God, I got them all. Once again, struggled on the soloing. 

So…. After leaving sort of defeated, I stressed about it for about a half hour before I started to feel a lot better. I started to realize that I did what I could. I worked hard and if I get a good mark, I deserve it. If I get a bad mark, I’m not working hard enough. The mark is only 40% of my total mark in ONE class. So…. If I’m getting an A in the other 60%…. I could skip the exam all together and still get a C. So… At this point… I’m looking at a B in that class. I’m not going to argue.

Am I Right?  

Two solos in one semester. YES.

I’m excited to showcase myself as an artist for the first time this year. I’ve been given the opportunity to sing a solo in two different songs. I’m ecstatic. I can actually show this program what I’ve got without having to blend in the background of a choir. Which is not a bad thing by the way. I love nothing more than my Vocal Jazz group. We have SO much fun. No so fond of my classical choir though… But still.

I couldn’t possibly know what it’s like to be a twelve year old and have your parents fight over you in such a negative way possible.

My sister’s father is taking my mother to court. Again. It’s been eleven times in ten years apparently. So… this is a once a year occurence. Can you imagine what that’s like? Can you imagine knowing what it’s like to feel like the courtroom is your yearly happening… Some people go on vacation. Some people visit family. My sister goes to court. She’s twelve.

And being twelve, you’ve already got some pretty fucked up things happening to you. You’re in that awkward stage between being a child and a teenager. Your body is changing. Your hormones are going into over drive (which makes you a little punk-ass kid.) It’s crazy. Can you imagine throwing a court date on top of that because your father is an ass? Fuck.

yelyahwilliams:

evanpierri:

Dear History Teachers,

Yup I’m looking at you. This is partially your fault. Take a break from the Incas, Aztecs, Explorers, Kings, Asia Minor, Washington, Lincoln etc and teach these kids about MUSIC HISTORY.

I really would like them to know that their favorite BULL SHIT bands that have the freedom to write their own lyrics, be controversial, and create inventive music are THANKS to a FUCKING KNIGHTED LEGEND name PAUL McCartney who with one of the “original” rock bands REVOLUTIONIZED music FOREVER!

Dear Youth of this world (And their parents for that matter),

Our world might end with your generation and that really SCARES ME!

Because if you don’t know who King Henry the 8th, George Washington OR The Beatles are we’re in SEVERE fucking trouble.

****Mom if you read this sorry for the swearing but it was necessary. These kids don’t know who the Beatles or Paul McCartney are. What’s wrong with them???****

Is this real?…. IS THIS REAL?

What. The. Fuck.

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Haha. 

Dear Me.

Remember that resolution you made at the beginning of the year? ‘Stop making excuses for myself.’ Yeah. That one. You’re judging yourself right now. Then after you judge yourself, you always make an excuse for yourself. ‘I’m too fat.’ ‘But it’s okay because I always gain weight in the winter time. I always loose it in the summer.’ That’s not good enough. There’s a difference between being ‘fat’ and ‘healthy’. Unfortunately you’re not the latter anymore. What are you going to do to fix that? ‘There aren’t enough hours in the day!’ That’s called an excuse. ‘I never have enough money to do the things I need to. Eating healthy is so expensive… A Gym membership? Not something I want to look into. I don’t care about the cost of it. I don’t want people staring at me.’ That’s another excuse. No one is going to be staring at you. They’re too busy being healthy and working on themselves. Maybe you should ask your dad to buy healthier things when he goes shopping. Or heaven forbid you ask to go with him. Stop being a baby. Do something good for yourself. Maybe you’ll end up loving yourself in the end.

Sincerely, Me.

Whats in my fridge today, whats in my fridge today, whats in my fridge today, whats in my Friiiiiiiiidge.

I’ll start a new adventure by taking out the fish. I’ll place it in the oven, and then dance around my house.

What shall I eat today, What shall I eat today, What shall I eat today, What shall I eeeeeeeeeaaaat. 

Just incase you’re a sheltered, deprived prat, that was to the tune of Pippi Longstocking.

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That’s all I have to say for today.

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