I'm reading Memoirs of a Geisha right now. I know that I'm a little behind...it's been long since the time everyone was talking about it, but whatever. It's good. It's also strange. At first I thought it was a fictional book, but then I realized that they really were memoirs. So when I read about how a certain person had talked with Hemingway or Chaplin...it seems odd. The strangest thing was the part where Sayuri talks with a blind koto master. My koto teacher told me about him once. She said that he was rather full of himself and wouldn't allow us koto players overseas to use any of his music. In the book he was portrayed as a benevolent old man. Or maybe I'm just getting mixed up.
Note (12/19): Okay get this...I finally finished the book and realized that the so-called "translator's note" at the beginning was fictional too, meaning the whole thing was fictional. Hmm...I was wondering why the names didn't match up. I'm smacking myself on the head right now because Kelly is a first class moron.Anyhow, I did get to see Mogy, Juniper, and Morsel today. Was quite nice. Uika (how on earth did Morsel come up with that name...) was off doing sorority stuff so she wasn't there. Shimatta. Anyhow, it was a lot of fun. I got to be a white elephant on stage =D Morsel was a gray rabbit and Mogy was a Bodhi tree. Morsel and I had a battle. I think she won because she got me with her scissor-ears.
I tried telling them Leah's "driving me nuts" joke but I was laughing so much that I only got halfway through. My mom had come by to tell me we had to get going so I forgot about the joke and left. I'll need to finish it...sometime =D
Morsel gave me "boot-socks" from AE Outfitters. I'm wearing them right now. Wooohaaaaaa.
I went to go see my brother play in another concert this afternoon, this one for school. They played Tannhauser, which I have played some years ago. A very watered down version, of course. However, I couldn't sing the melody to you if you asked me to. Funny, because I actually had to do chair testing on that piece. It was horrible, I didn't even know we had chair testing (either that or I had forgotten) so I was virtually sightreading. Awful awful awful. I was a wreck.
Anyhow, I digress. They also did some Mozart. Then Dance of the Hours. Y'know, the Fantasia thing with all the alligators and hippos and the like. The thing is...the only thing going through my head during that piece was Hello maddah...hello faddah...here I am at...Camp Granada....horrible. I wanted to laugh but that would have been highly unappropriate. Well, after that were three movements from The Nutcracker which was very nice. They were the same movements I had played when I performed ("performed") it. In fact, the second flutes were using my music, since the school seemed to be lacking a second flute part. I hope they'll give me my music back.
The Arabian movement is wonderful. It's so...demure with these low undertones that are barely moving yet are still there. Then these brief solos come out. I still like that oboe solo. Both times I've heard it live the Brother was playing it. He is really quite, quite good. Better than I ever was or ever will be.
This is getting rather lengthy, and I just realized I've hardly said anything. Well, before it gets any longer and my freezing cold fin-jers fall off, I'm out like an out. Payce dawg (I sound like UJ don't I =D)