Ahhh, what a day...

Greetings, Fellow readers. What a packed last few days I've had.

First, I just had a concert with the Baroque Ensemble plus another Baroque group AND a baritone. This equals a long and cool concert. We had rehearsals Weds., Thurs., and Friday, and then the performance on Sat. That's roughly 8 hours rehearsal for 2 hours worth of performance, and Man am I tired! It was some cool stuff: some selections from Purcell's "The Fairy Queen," a concerto for Violin and Oboe by J.S. Bach, in addition to his cantata "Ich habe genug." The older group also played an AWESOME piece by Beiber (sic) that featured two violins (originally gambas, so I've been told) played Scordatora, i.e. with their strings tuned differently from normal. Suffice to say, it was really cool.

I really need to learn how to hold my instrument in my left hand as opposed to gripping it between my chin and my shoulder, because there is no handy chin rest to grip the period instrument with. As a result, I find myself continually shoving the instrument back into my neck to keep it from slipping off my shoulder, not cool. I can't even vibrato well by doing it! Ah well, at least the music is cool.

It was cool to play standing up, the kinda usual, Baroque style way, but after most of this days activities, It was just another thing to tire my feet. Tim Jue, that old friend of mine from San Leandro High School (and potential Davis student) finally got his shit together and came up to visit ol' Davis. We had one hell of a time, going here and there, me showing him all the notable spots on campus and the various housing situations. I think I've given him some good incentive to come to this grand old UC of ours, though he hasn't received his letter yet. The way I see it, if he was able to get into Cal Poly, SLO, then he can get into Davis. In any case, I was already pretty bushed after his visit, and having to sprint over to Mondavi and then stand for two hours has really knocked it outta me.

Ahhh, but the best for last. I finally got to see My Lady again. Wouldn't you know it, but not only did my two comp. tickets for the performance go right together, but it put both her and My Dad (who came up to listen to my concert form the hometown) right next to each other. I'd already told my dad the situation. "Yeah, there's this girl I like, and she's probably gonna be sitting next to you,...etc. etc." My dad's an awesome guy, so there really weren't going to be any awkward situations, and there weren't. But darn it if they also happen to get the tickets from the Will Call window at the same time. I'd wondered if they'd look askance at each other after both claiming a ticket under my name, but it worked out fine, and they were chatting amiable with each other during intermission. Very good indeed.

And finally getting to spend perhaps a little more than a few seconds with her, this I was looking forward to. Though it wasn't too much, just some lighthearted chatting as we walked back to Tercero, it was very nice. It was a little awkward having my dad there, who needed to come back with me to get his stuff from my room (waiting for my performance after we had eaten dinner), and I'd really like to just spend some time with her, just us two (and no nosey friends, Caro and crew!). Heh, I bet M'Lady is being drilled by them as I type this. I really want to see her again...

Ahhh, Amore. What more can I say?

Enough. More Later.
- James