Friday, August 26, 2005

A Moving Experience

Hi, all.

I need to keep this quick, as it's 12:42 AM and I'm running on fumes. The past several days, well the past week-and-a-half really, I've been moving. Two days, officially, but another week getting our new place ready.

The point of this post is that I'm still here! Tons to write about, as I've had tons to think about, but that will have to wait for another evening (though not far on the horizon), when I've had a bit more sleep. Just wanted to say, Hi.

'Night, all....

Tuesday, August 16, 2005

Home from Sun Valley

Today, Tuesday August 16, I sit in Boise International Airport, on my way back from the Sun Valley Summer Symphony. I wished that I could have written while I was actually at the festival, but I found each of my days so filled with both activities, and much needed rest, that I simply didn’t even think of posting anything until just now.

So, a bit of postmortem on the SVSS. I have to say that this is, perhaps, the thing during my season to which I most look forward. We performed 11 concerts in 15 days, to an incredibly appreciative audience, and in a community which shows a tremendous respect for the arts. Schubert’s Ninth, Stravinsky’s Rite of Spring and Firebird Suite, and the first four movements of Holst’s Planets (Mars through Jupiter) were some of our highlights, but I can’t not mention Beethoven’s Fourth Piano concerto, wonderfully performed by the up-and-coming Jonathan Biss, nor our Pops concert—always a fun affair for the brass section—nor our Benefit concert of music by Gershwin (Rhapsody in Blue, An American in Paris, and Porgy and Bess highlights).

Then, when you combine that with several hikes into the mountains, tennis lessons, and kayaking for three straight hours across (and back from) Redfish Lake, plus starting and completing a trio for Tom Stacy, the Philharmonic’s English Hornist, it seems hard to imagine that there was much time for resting.

Yet, I always seem to find my time in Sun Valley incredibly refreshing, preparing me to start a new season at the Philharmonic with a fresh and positive attitude; Sun Valley is, for me, a chance to get away from the fast-paced, hey-wired life that one leads when living in the largest city in the U.S. I find that I get a much needed boost by coming here, whether it’s the fresh mountain air, the scenic lakes, or just getting to reacquaint myself with colleagues whom I haven’t seen in nearly a year. Musicians in the SVSS represent, among many others, the St. Louis Symphony, Dallas Symphony, Houston Symphony, Toronto Symphony, and San Francisco Symphony, Ballet, and Opera orchestras. This leads to another of the wonderful things about Sun Valley: keeping up on the happenings in other organizations, especially when we are all facing similarly difficult and changing situations.

But as always, the time goes by incredibly quickly. And while I am sad to leave here until next summer, I am excited to go back home to see my family, whom I have missed tremendously over the past 26 days on the road.

So, that’s it for now. I look forward to writing again soon.

Tuesday, August 02, 2005

First from Sun Valley, last from Vail

Well, I’ve been in Sun Valley, Idaho, for the past several days, but would like to make one more Vail related post.

On one of my last days in Vail, I got in my car and turned on the local NPR station. Though I was familiar with the music, it took me a couple of minutes before I recognized it as the last movement to Mahler’s Third Symphony. As time passed I found myself engrossed in the performance; and when the first notes of the brass chorale began (with three trumpets and trombone, if I remember correctly), I found myself suddenly, and unexpectedly, moved. Upon the release of the final chord, I thought to myself, “Surely this is the best performance of the movement that I’ve heard.”

In retrospect, I began musing on the nature of my reaction. “The pacing of that performance was perfect.” “The balance and blend of the brasses were remarkable.” “That performance was incredible!” These would all be perfectly logical reactions to what I had just experienced. But, “that was the best…”? And while I still feel that it is true [incidentally, it was the LA Phil with Esa-Pekka Salonen], it made me consider for a moment something that, as a musician, I think we all tend to do far too often: make everything a comparison, to some degree or another. It’s not that comparison doesn’t exist in other fields, of course. Every profession has a certain amount of, “I’m better than so and so…” But it seems musicians do it to a greater degree.

For example, when a cardiologist (heart surgeon) becomes renowned in his or her field for their work, while they may take pride in their stature, what is really important to them is that they can help people who might otherwise be considered hopeless cases. Ultimately, they become the best surgeons they can, and their stature comes as a result of the effectiveness of their work.

I think that we, as musicians, often look at things the other way around—wanting fame and stature before we actually begin focusing on utilizing our own gifts to the absolute best of our ability. Oftentimes, it is overemphasizing the importance of others being the best: who has the best performance of the David? Or the Grondahl? Or the Bourgeois? The comparisons begin in grade school or high school, where you first try to become 1st chair. Then 1st chair County Band. Then 1st chair Area Band, 1st chair Regions, 1st chair All-State, 1st chair Nationals. Then get into the best colleges or universities to study with the best teachers. Then get into the best grad schools. Then either win the biggest audition, or get into the best teaching job.

Ultimately, comparisons, though part of our musical community, are far less important than our greater task of becoming the best musicians we can be. Even in auditions, while an orchestra wants the “best player for the job,” what does that mean? The best player on that particular day? For that particular orchestra? Listened to by that particular committee? And that particular Music Director?

We musicians need to better understand that music isn’t about competitions or auditions; it’s about music--a cliché, I know, but think about it. How often do we say to one another that one performing trombonist is better than another? The answer is: far too often. Each individual has their own gifts that they bring to what they do. Look at pianists: Who’s the best: Bronfman? Ashkenazy? Horowitz? Rubenstein? Argerich? Goode? Lang Lang?

Each bring their own individual gifts to what they do. And they all excel at certain, though often different, repertoire. The bottom line is that they successfully speak to audiences. Perhaps if we began to do the same on our instrument, we would begin to make strides from being a “back of the orchestra whole- and half- note instrument” to artists who excel at what they do, performing on an instrument not previously considered a Great Communicator.