22nd July 2007
Sunday


Wenjie said this. We are not the sort of people who can look at our past posts and reflect on them, changing our outlook on life. Instead, we look at our past, and we sink back into the pitholes of emo-ness. Well, maybe the word "emo" has been inscribed in our souls since long ago. 拿得起，放得下. Can I do that?


Playing the trumpet used to be purely enjoyment and all fun. Now, it has gotten so competitive that I fail to see the passion for music anymore. You get bitched about if you are too good. You get looked down upon if you are not good enough. So what to do? Quit as a musician? Looking at the way the band scene is really baffles me. So much bitching even among members of the same band.


Anyway, a random piece of information. Up to date, I have performed with
Xinmin Symphonic Band in Xinfony III, IV, V, VI, VII(as alumni).
Xinmin Symphonic Band in Kaleidoscope, Xinmin festival of the Arts (as alumni)
Philharmonic Winds and Youth Winds in Death and Life.
Philharmonic Winds and Youth Winds in some combined concert.
Philharmonic Winds and Youth Winds in Beautiful Sunday 5 Mar 06
Philharmonic Youth Winds in Beautiful Sunday 14 Aug 05, 8 Oct 06
Kim Seng Wind Symphony (Can't remember the concert details)
Anderson Junior College in Spiritanto X - The Odyssey
Anderson Junior College in Spiritanto XI
Nanyang Polytechnic Symphonic Band in Sinfonia
Ngee Ann Polytechnic Concert Band in Rondeau 21
Ngee Ann Polytechnic Concert Band in Pops 'N' Classics


17 Concerts. Well, I guess that number will keep rising until the day I finally set my trumpet aside.


"No passion. No lust. Just... Serenity. For once, I felt happy."

This line comes from a play which I just watched recently. Entitled Happy Endings: Asian Boys Vol 3, this play touches on subjects that are considered sensitive in this uber conservative society. Telling a story from within a story, the play touches a raw nerve and hits on emotions and memories that have been stowed away. Indeed, there is no passion, nor is there lust after watching the play. For a while, there is just serenity and a sense of bittersweet happiness.

Back to embouchure changes.
My playing on the new spot has improved by a little bit, but control is still impossible. Maybe it really is better to train under David Smith.


I was sane until you appeared in my life.