The last 48 hours have been a crazy reminder about what music meant and means to me, as well as everything I share with other people I have made music with. I have been thinking about this post for awhile; I was simply going to talk about the little moments that allow us to touch the ethereal either through music or in this case through Kate Rojak's Great American Chocolate Cake. Then I saw the last performance of the Heritage High School marching band after they did not advance at the Colorado State Marching Festival and was reminded why I teach and why I started playing in ensembles in the first place. Unfortunately, I received word this morning that a friend of mine, Andrew Howell died unexpectedly last night.
Andrew and I had the chance to make some music while I was in Cincinnati, we played a great deal in Tim Northcut's brass choir and a few times in a brass quintet. Andrew was truly a gifted horn player, I always hate when very young people are incredible at what they do. Andrew was also a great person, very charming and he always had a smile on his face. I was very lucky to know Andrew Howell and even more lucky to to have performed with him.
The performance of music is truly a mystical experience. Malcolm Williamson asked Chris Dudley about the repeated production of centuries old music this summer at Aspen and I think Chris' answer was a great explanation of the phenomena that is music. Chris with his new age thinking pointed out, in the performance hall a very unique energy exists. Everyone in an ensemble wants for the person sitting next to them to be the very best; while this positive energy is being passed around on stage the music is communicating this energy to the audience. Well everyone in the audience wants a great performance and in turn sends great vibes back to the performers, which is why playing for a sold-out crowd is amazing. A unique and life changing bond can be made with every performance. Most of the time, however, the energy is a little weaker than life changing. But I can assure you performing with someone is knowing them in a unique and difficult to explain way.
Yesterday was also a very emotional moment for my students and one that made me remember why a started playing the trombone. The HHS marching eagles are a great bunch of kids and yesterday was their last performance of the 2010 season. I got the impression the seniors will miss the activity very much. For their sake I hope the continue to participate in music because it only gets more addicting. But in high school, band was for me less about making music and more about being a part of a really great organization. I have a lot of really strong memories from that point in my life. I would probably be a band director right now if music itself had not made such a great impression on me.
While I was at USC, I sought about performance of every genre simply to listen and find out what it was about. The change happened my sophomore year as a gamecock. I heard three performance by some expected and unexpected people that greatly changed my perspective of music. The first was a performance of Etoile Des Profounduers by Brandt Attema at the Eastern Trombone Workshop. I know other people at the conference remember the performance by Jim Markey more, but Brandt's rich sound was the first time I realized but people meant by a chocolate sound. The second was a performance of Rachmaninoff's Piano Concerto No. 3 by the Rotterdam Philharmonic which I heard in Atlanta. Vladimir Feltsman was the pianist and the Rotterdam Philharmonic changed my goals as an ensemble player. Feltsman was so captivating a performer and I was so focused on him, that when the orchestra started to play, I was struck by how amazing Feltsman must be to get the piano to sound like violins, clarinets, and horns. I was transported to another world to say the least. The third and most profound concert I was not happy about attending.
I failed to do my concert reviews for group voice class until the last performance of the semester, 17th century french baroque music. Exciting, two viol da gamba's harpsichord and soprano. Well the recital hall was full, mostly of blue hairs from the nursing home, two curious faculty members that were rarely at concerts and two very young student musicians sitting on the last row, Brett Hoffecker and myself. I was set to take notes and I quickly wrote down the appearance of the hall before the concert. When the concert was over I looked down and I did not write a single letter; I looked at my friend Brett who simply responded...wow and we sat there until most of the hall cleared out. When we left, the head of logistics and the head of theory for the school of music, both harpsichordist, had tears in their eyes. The performance was a glimpse into the divine even for two experienced musicians who no doubt spent a life time seeking such a concert. I took a poster and framed it. Hopefully one day I will be apart of a performance of that caliber.
Since that concert in 2006 I have been to a few that I would consider close and a few have even transported me other places, Cincinnati's performance of Shosti 8 and the Emerson Quartet's performance of Shosti's string quartet No. 8. Other genre's of art have also touched me very deeply, recordings of music (Shosti piano concerto No. 2, Copland No. 3), movies (Milk) and food (Hamburgers). I was very late to Rojak's bass bone dinner this summer, but I got to partake in the best course of the night, dessert. Kate had made a wonderful cake, a Great American Chocolate Cake. I had heard chefs talk about bites of food that were life changing, but as a poor musician I thought those bites were far in the future. One bite and I experienced something like what happened to the villain at the end of Ratatouille. Kate's Cake was, simply put, ridiculous.
For all you young people out there I would be careful what to take an interest in. Most of what we do can be highly addictive and you might end being a starving trombonist in the foothills of the Rocky Mountains. Whatever your relationship with music please continue to participate and be supportive of other musicians. Cherish as much life as you can and live life with a smile.