Jan. 7th, 2007

bunrab: (music)
Saturday was the Navy Band Saxophone Symposium, down at George Mason U in Fairfax. (Well, it started Friday evening, but we had those symphony tickets. Incidentally, the Baltimore Sun's reviewer pretty much agreed straight down the line with my opinions on that concert.) So down we headed to Fairfax, halfway around the nest of evil that is the DC Beltway.

Community saxophone choir rehearsal: the usual bunch of high school kids who think they're hot sh!t, attacking all notes and blithely disregarding all accidentals. But some fun stuff to play, several arrangements by the guy who was conducting the session, Rob Holmes, who plays bari sax, amongst other things, in the Navy Commodores, the jazz band. Since the saxophone is the saxophone, the whole symposium is tilted more toward jazz than toward classical/concert band.

Vendors' room: not enough vendors. But I did grab a moment to speak to the guys from L&L about test-driving some soprano saxes on Wednesday afternoon. The Baltimore SB is doing de Meij's "Lord of the Rings" this spring, and the soprano sax solo is mine if I can do it.

Interservice Saxophone Ensemble: great group, great stuff. A bass sax player, who is also an arranger; they did one of his arrangments which was called "Nick at Night" and was a medley of every corny sixties cartoon and comedy show that's now in eternal syndication. Of course he wrote some great bass sax lines into it!

Whine: next recital we wanted to attend was the Marine Band Sax Quartet; two faults with that: (1) It was in another building, way uphill from the main building, and (2) they played Albright's "Fantasy Etudes." Is there some rule that says someone has to play the Fantasy Etudes every year? I didn't like that piece 10 years ago, I didn't like it last year, and I still don't like it. It consists mainly of "sound effects" rather than music, and just because something can be done on a saxophone doesn't mean it should be done. (Words to live by for many disciplines, including HTML.) Anyway, that said, they certainly did it very well.

The next thing we wanted to go to was cancelled, so it was over to the Thai restaurant across the street for a snack. We seem to wind up there every time we're in Fairfax.

The Community Sax Choir performed in the lobby before the big Commodores concert. It went OK, for something that had had 25 minutes prior rehearsal, had several people who weren't at rehearsal show up and sight read, and about half the people who had been at rehearsal didn't show up. We had fun, anyway, and the audience applauded.

The Commodores concert was fantastic. The guest soloist was Chris Potter, who has an awful lot of awfully good notes stuffed in that horn! He plays tenor sax. My favorite was his composition "Ruminations." He was dressed in "musician casual" which means "whatever you were hanging out in, with a sports coat thrown over it," in this case an untucked shirt, worn jeans, and scuffed boots. I suppose someone that good gets to wear whatever he wants. I really admired the way he could change the tone without changing mouthpieces or even reeds. Plus, did I mention, a whole lotta notes?

A good time was had by all, and we stopped at the Silver Diner for pot pie on the way home. Sunday, we go right back down there for an entirely separate Marine Band concert, and then we're stopping by my brother G's house which is not too far off our route home.

ETA pictures of the community saxophone choir )
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OK, here's the deal, my friends. Go ahead and watch the video I've linked below. But, if you like it, please do NOT pass along the link directly; if all your friends and their friends click on it too, it'll blow my bandwidth allowance for the month on my host. So, if you like it and want to pass it on, kindly download it, and load it on your own server, or email it to your friends**, or something like that, OK? Thanks.

World's Toughest Rabbit

**I got it by email from a friend, who got it from a friend, who got it from who knows where?
bunrab: (alien reading)
OK, OK, the reading continues apace.
Tail end of 2006:
Essential Dictionary of Orchestration, the by Dave Black, Alfred Publishing - Amazon.com review here - I was annoyed at how it was organized, and at how it included recorders and banjos as somehow essential to orchestrating, while not including Sousaphones or mellophones, which are far more commonly used in scoring pieces!
I'm the Vampire, That's Why by Michele Bardsley - Amazon.com review here - not very good as vampires go.

And on to 2007:
My Big, Fat, Supernatural Wedding, a short story collection edited by P.N. Elrod, stories of varying quality. I liked the Esther Friesner the best. Rachel Caine's blatant rip-off of Captain Jack Sparrow was funny for all that it was a rip-off, and led me to finally getting around to starting a series of hers that I've had recommended to me - see below. Elrod's own Elvis story was pretty funny, too. The authors who always annoy me, such as Sherrilyn Kenyon, continue to annoy me; no news there. I liked Jim Butcher's story, in which Harry Dresden is the best man at a wedding, but I suspect it would be totally incomprehensible to anyone who wasn't already conversant with the Harry Dresden series, and with Bob The Skull and Karrin Murphy. Worth taking out of the library, not worth paying $13 for a trade paperback for. And what's with so many trade paperbacks lately, anyway?? Blatant profit move from publishers. I'll hold out for mass market paperbacks at half the price, thank you very much.

Ill Wind by Rachel Caine. This is the first in her Weather Warden series; I happened to spot it on the library racks and grabbed it, since I had been recently reminded of the existence of the series by seeing her story in the anthology. It seems OK; a little bit long for the actual plot involved, but I liked a lot of the details about the weather. Could have lived without the details of the classic cars. Liked the Djinn. Don't know whether I liked it enough to pay cash for any of the series, but I'll certainly bother to look for the next one at the library.

Zookeeper, the by Alex MacLennan. The title is what made me grab this off the library shelf, but it's plain old non-genre fiction, full of angst about relationships and trying to figure out what the protagonist wants to do with his life, and wound up just making me feel angsty, despite the interesting details of his job. Too much time spent trying to control other people, not nearly enough tamarins and lemurs.

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