
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Don't Know Much About History...

Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Oh, How Diverse Are We
In trying to decide what to blog about here I unearthed the journal that I kept in fits and starts throughout the trips. One of the most eye-opening stops of the journey was our week in Leningrad, the year before the Berlin Wall fell. The USSR was still the biggest Communist country in the world, and life there was very different from life in Waco, Texas, where I was in college. Here's an excerpt from my journal--it kind of makes me smile and laugh at myself a little.
"July 29, 1989; Leningrad
"My, my--what a day. First thing this morning I used the communal bathtub--to brush my teeth in! I still haven't found the sink. It took an hour for my host Olga and I to get to the October Hall for rehearsal. We rehearsed for several hours with a Russian army band. These bilingual rehearsals are incredible. The big story of my day was one of the Russian oboists, Ilya. After rehearsal, of course, all of us oboists had to compare reeds, oboes, etc. I stayed and talked with Ilya for awhile about oboes, music, Russia, life, and everything. For a present he gave me a little bag with some WW II bullets and a piece of wood from a Russian ship in it. And I think I may have a date with him Wednesday night. Wow--I have a date with a Russian soldier! He keeps talking about "promenade"--I'll have to ask Olga about that in the morning.
"After rehearsal we had lunch time. The organized restaurant lunch was 4 rubles, so quite a few of us just bummed it. I found a large bread-bagel thing for .07 rubles, so that was lunch. A few of us walked around for awhile, and then we all had a bus tour of the city. We saw tons of monuments, and one of the other guys had a good comment: 'Yeah, the monuments are great, but what good are they when the people are all dirt poor?' And another thing--we saw lots of cathedrals, but all but one of them had been turned into museums. The Russian people we see seem to live in such poverty, and yet they are all wonderful, wonderful people--kind and generous and thoughtful.
Some random thought. Olga says her religion is "music." I have no idea what I ate tonight for supper--some kind of meat. One of our flutists has learned that there are such things as bedbugs. Russian oboists buy their reeds, as they can't get supplies to make their own. There doesn't seem to be any toilet paper in Russia. I did see "Santa Claus" in the Russian/English dictionary. I figure I'll get sleep after we leave Russia and move onto Finland--too much to take in here."
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Liberal (not in the political sense, although that's ok, too) Arts and the Professional (or semi-professional, or pseudo-amateur) Musician

Hello all—
I hope you enjoyed the time off from class today, as well as your feathers.
If you remember, last week we had intended to talk about just what the Liberal Arts are, what a liberal arts education might entail, how a professional degree is a bit different from a liberal arts degree, and how the liberal arts and a professional music degree might intersect. Happily, your ME projects were so entertaining that we ran out of time…
Well, in the true spirit of both the liberal arts and the figure-it-out-yourself skills needed by a professional musician, I’m going to send you out to find this all out for yourselves and report back. Head over to Wikipedia and peruse the articles on “liberal arts,” “bachelor of music,” and any other topics that seem relevant to the cause. Then think about the following: You all attend what is most decidedly a liberal arts college. As Dexter himself said, while you are here you are expected to learn how to “see clearly, decide wisely, and act justly.” You are all also pursuing a professional degree of some sort—an education that values skill and talent as much as thought and reason. If you don’t apply yourself to the practice room while you’re here, you won’t be very employable once you leave (and that includes the education and therapy majors just as much as the performance ones.)
For your blog this week, we’d like you to discuss these issues. What did you learn from the Wikipedia entries that might seem interesting or relevant to your current situation? How might you marry the concepts of a liberal arts education with your professional pursuits? What could a professional musician possibly get out of taking a class on, say, Botany? Or the French Revolution? Or Ancient Greek Philosophy? Or any of the other Liberal Arts Courses that we offer here? (You might want to peruse the current Converse Academic Catalogue for ideas. You can link to it from the Converse homepage.) And, finally, did you take anything away from Convocation today that might resound off of these themes?
Incidentally, we do offer a liberal art-based, non-professional music degree here—the Bachelor of Arts in Music. If anyone ever wants to come talk to me about it, just give me a holler.
Oh, and Lainie, I know, I know. Just adapt the blog assignment to your own pursuits, and don’t forget that a BFA is sort of a liberal arts/professional hybrid.
As always, the blog is due by 11:00 pm on Friday night (September 18). I’d like to add a little something, though. Sometime between Friday night and next Tuesday’s SSS class (September 22), please go check out some of your classmates’ class blogs (last week's or this week's), and leave comments on at least four of them. Your comments should be both substantial (not just “Hey girl! Great blog! Bye!”) and polite. No heckling. Unless, of course, you want to add the sound of a million marbles rolling towards the stage and a few alarm clocks…
And, for those of you who already feel like you’re drowning in a sea of impossible schedules, we’ll be discussing Time Management in all of its glory next week. Whee!
Monday, August 31, 2009
And Down the Rabbit Hole We Go...
"Dear, Dear! How queer everything is today! And yesterday everything happened just as usual: I wonder if I was changed in the night? Let me think: was I the same when I got up this morning? I think I remember feeling rather different. But if I'm not the same, who in the world am I? Ah, that's the great puzzle!"
"To talk of many things:
Of shoes--and ships--and sealing-wax--
Of cabbages--and kings--
And why the sea is boiling hot--
And whether pigs have wings."