Can't practice lately . . . at all. Kinda bad . . . I still want to enter this competition, so I have to record an audition tape in the next couple of weeks. But whatever. I can't admit to caring. At all. Can anyone tell I need to get back to school?
Of course that means making new friends again. Scary thought. Was hoping to maybe be going to school with some of you wonderful Eastman folks (you know who you are) . . . but no dice. And that's fine, actually, I already know of a few old friends from festivals who'll be in New York next year, and I talked to Wayne the other day and he wants to start a piano trio. As much as I used to dream of a quartet in grad school, lately that's been seeming like it'll be more work than I'd like. String quartets are so freakin hard to put together. Piano trio is just more relaxing. Admittedly, quartets are also more rewarding . . . but I'm also not sure I have the mindset for that anymore. I'm doing beethoven 59 #2 right now, a great piece, and one of my favorite Beethven quartets (there are so many), but it's frustrating. Without so many hours of rehearsal, it's just impossible to make a quartet sound good. And we don't have the time for that. And yet we're going to perform the whole piece. I just don't see the point. We might be able to make one, possibly two movements sound good. Maybe.
I sat down to write a blog entry, but then realized i didn't have anything to write about. I always think of things I'd like to put in my blog, but then never do. And now when I feel like writing, I've got nothin.
I guess I could write about Imus. But I don't give a fuck. Some moron said something that offended a bunch of people, and lost his job. Don't care.
The Duke case is more interesting . . . for instance, it's really easy to say, yeah, we should always be careful in prosecuting rape crimes because we don't want to falsely accuse someone . . . then again I often read horrible stories about women, later found to have been raped, having their stories and characters demeaned. Let's face it, the only solution is to find out what went wrong and try to make sure it doesn't happen again. In this case, it seems the prosecutor overreached, and witheld evidence, possibly illegally. May even get disbarred. So really, what we're seeing here is not a case of men being persecuted (although we could well say it was privileged white men being persecuted, as ironic as that sounds; I'm referring to men here as a gender), but of special circumstances, and factors such as race, contributing to a massively erroneous (hopefully, anyways) rush to judgment. I say this because, every time I see some comments to the tune of "well this probably happens all the time, we should be more careful" . . . I worry, because, let's face it, rape is a crime that SHOULD be prosecuted as aggressively as is legal and ethical.
Just my two cents on a random issue.
Of course that means making new friends again. Scary thought. Was hoping to maybe be going to school with some of you wonderful Eastman folks (you know who you are) . . . but no dice. And that's fine, actually, I already know of a few old friends from festivals who'll be in New York next year, and I talked to Wayne the other day and he wants to start a piano trio. As much as I used to dream of a quartet in grad school, lately that's been seeming like it'll be more work than I'd like. String quartets are so freakin hard to put together. Piano trio is just more relaxing. Admittedly, quartets are also more rewarding . . . but I'm also not sure I have the mindset for that anymore. I'm doing beethoven 59 #2 right now, a great piece, and one of my favorite Beethven quartets (there are so many), but it's frustrating. Without so many hours of rehearsal, it's just impossible to make a quartet sound good. And we don't have the time for that. And yet we're going to perform the whole piece. I just don't see the point. We might be able to make one, possibly two movements sound good. Maybe.
I sat down to write a blog entry, but then realized i didn't have anything to write about. I always think of things I'd like to put in my blog, but then never do. And now when I feel like writing, I've got nothin.
I guess I could write about Imus. But I don't give a fuck. Some moron said something that offended a bunch of people, and lost his job. Don't care.
The Duke case is more interesting . . . for instance, it's really easy to say, yeah, we should always be careful in prosecuting rape crimes because we don't want to falsely accuse someone . . . then again I often read horrible stories about women, later found to have been raped, having their stories and characters demeaned. Let's face it, the only solution is to find out what went wrong and try to make sure it doesn't happen again. In this case, it seems the prosecutor overreached, and witheld evidence, possibly illegally. May even get disbarred. So really, what we're seeing here is not a case of men being persecuted (although we could well say it was privileged white men being persecuted, as ironic as that sounds; I'm referring to men here as a gender), but of special circumstances, and factors such as race, contributing to a massively erroneous (hopefully, anyways) rush to judgment. I say this because, every time I see some comments to the tune of "well this probably happens all the time, we should be more careful" . . . I worry, because, let's face it, rape is a crime that SHOULD be prosecuted as aggressively as is legal and ethical.
Just my two cents on a random issue.
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