For those of you who think you know me so well. You don't.
I don't like being put in a situation where I don't feel I can have anyone to talk to, or turn to, or that even feels the same way I do about music. Not good when you want to be a music major.
I don't like being surrounded by people who aren't near as willing to work as hard as I do. *hint hint* I still have 9/10 of The Jazz Police memorized by heart. Over half of you would struggle to butcher it with the music in front of you.
Nothing I did, or played, was appreciated or respected. Nothing I ever have done or played has been appreciated or respected except by one or two people; one of whom was a guy I considered my best friend, but now I can't trust him to tell me how he feels to my face.
Except honor marching band, when I was overcome with the joy of being in a band that was willing to work at sounding good. If I could have that feeling everyday (I can't) I would be a much more pleasant person to be around.
Try caring as much as I do for once, and you'll see what position I was in. For the record though, wanting to make IJC does not justify saying that you care... even half as much as I do. Caring as much as I do entails playing till it hurts. Waking up with achy lips. Pushing the air through the horn until you're about to pass out. (Yes, I am the hardest working one there. Think about it: the muscles sticking out in my neck, my face turning purple. I'm working harder than you.) And after all this, to enhance the sound of the group with a solid lead trumpet in the mix, I get to come to practice and sit through the teacher constantly having to remind kids to take their instruments home, practice, and for God's sake BE QUIET WHILE HE'S TALKING AND STOP PLAYING WHEN HE TELLS YOU TO.
No one knows what jazz band and jazz in general has meant to me. Or what it meant to try to give it up. Gee, now I get to come crawling back to it... thanks for making this easy guys.
(I wrote that about 2 and a 1/2 months ago. Finally felt like publishing it just now.)
So... on to recent news.
Yay! Monday night! Awards night! Hmm... la dee da, handing out ribbons and such. Now, on to the meat and potatoes, the choral and Sousa awards. Hmm, Seth Parsons eh? He's a good kid and all, never mouthed off in class, was late a lot for marchind band. Never really did much, was in a group or two for ensemble contest, did the whole jazz band thing his last year. Was just kinda.... "there."
Yet... the teacher says it's about honesty, honor, punctuality, work ethic, hard work? What? That sounds like some stupid Work Achievement, Presidential Honor, crap award. This is freaking band! Music! Not some Citizenship award! FUCK THAT!
What? What's that you say? There's another music award? The "Semper Fidelis Award." Cool! Justin Mark eh? He was in jazz band all the years, did numerous ensemble stuff for contest. He was last chair trumpet in the WIC Honor band. Got a II for his trumpet solo. Neato. I'm sure the teacher gave it to the person who deserved it the most.
My awards and achievements.
Trumpet 1 - Honor Marching Band
Soloist - Honor Marching Band
Top Trumpeter - Honor Marching Band
Trumpet 1 - WIC Honor Band
3rd Trumpet - SWIBA Honor Band
Division I - Solo Contest
Trumpeter - TC Sensations
Jazz Band - All 4 years baby, whether you like it or not.
Soloist Award - A few jazz band contests
Hmm... did I miss something? Or is there a bit of foul play afoot here?