Victory

The saga of the spring opera bass trombone has finally been settled, and I am victorious. I mean, it sort of helps when the opponent neglects to show up at the audition, but that would not have mattered. He would have been steamrolled. It was so lame. I was there a half hour early, warming up and such, and was ready at 10:30, the specified time. I didn't end up playing my audition until about 10:45 because Dr. Baldwin was running late. Dr. Smith told me he wanted me to play the stuff, even if the other kid didn't show up, because he wanted Baldwin to hear me play. So I did, and I played it dang well. And I was proclaimed the pit orchestra bass trombonist. As I was putting my horn away, the kid shows up. A half hour late. Thank God, Smith finally put his foot down, and he wasn't allowed to audition. He later told me that I had played the crap out of the audition pieces, and it was very impressive. So yes, the long, drawn out, needlessly haggled drama is over. And I have shown my worth. Yes. In other music news, I scored a perfect 20 out of 20 on my piano final skills exam. And I got a 65 out of 75 on my ear training singing exam. A successful morning. Now, time to get raped by the ear training dictation final. But it's to be expected. The Silversonic is getting shipped today or tomorrow. Man, it's going to be intense. More news on developing friendships to come later on this week. The beard project is progressing. I don't know if I like this feeling of hair on my face though. I think this will not last very long. I got an e-mail from my high school band director today, which always puts me in a good mood. I love that man. Anyways, if you are in college, good luck with finals, if you're not, good luck on whatever you're doing. Hope everyone is well.