Despite gas prices, I love driving. It really allows me to think and assess what I have and what I want and/or need in my life. On my way home from another fantastic conducting symposium today, I took the 3 hour drive home as time to think and examine some things. I’ve come to conclude that as much as I love what I do and where I teach, I’m needing something else in my life. My well feels dry and nothing I’m doing right now can quench my thirst. I also know somewhere inside that before I can move on to other things, I still have quite a few ends to tie up in this part of my life. But I don’t think I’m going to wait around for something “new” to come around. I’m going to keep working to find what it is that will bring me to my new horizons and quench the thirst I have right now.
Love of the Loved
I know what you may be thinking and no, this isn’t going to be a happy heart valentines message…nor is it an angry single woman one. It just seems like this Valentines thing is being a little more brought up with me lately and I’m not sure why. Maybe people are getting sick of “Single Cathy” or (more probably) just want to see me completely happy. I’m not sure that I need someone in my life to help me live a happy life but I certainly won’t skoff at someone who would like to share my ups and downs with me. But, it doesn’t seem to be in the cards right now so what can I do? So, I decided about 5 or so years ago that Valentines wasn’t something I wanted to waste time or money on. Maybe it’s because I really am a romantic person that I don’t agree with the idea that you wait for ONE DAY to show your love and appreciation for the special people in your life. And I know that there are plenty of people out there that show their sentiments on a regular basis as well as celebrate Valentines Day and that’s all well and good. I just don’t find a need to do so myself. Just thought I’d get that off my chest. It’s really not aimed at anyone in particular (not even you, DMJ).
Love you, Mean it!
~C
BIRTHDAY
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, CRYSTAL!!!

Roll Over Beethoven
I’m honored to say that I have been chosen as one of 8 to conduct at the UT – Arlington Conducting Symposium on February 9!! Apparently, I’ve been “on the list” since last fall when I applied but somehow, the word didn’t get to me until early this week. Heck, I even saw Doug Stotter (Director of Bands at UTA) at Midwest and he said if I didn’t receive an email by then, I wasn’t on the list so I guess the original email got lost in the shuffle. No matter, I’M IN!!!
ANYWHO, I had my choice of several pieces to conduct over 2 sessions that day so I decided I was going to conduct Gustav Holst’s Second Suite in F, Mvt. 2, Song Without Word and Mvt. 3, Song of the Blacksmith. Although both movements are short, it is quite a bit of music to prepare. Luckily, the Stony Point Wind Ensemble played the entire Suite several years ago for UIL so audibly, at least, I am VERY familiar with the music. Now, it’s just a matter of translating what I know in my ear to what I see on the page and make my own interpretations in some aspects.
Holst used English folk tunes and Morris dancing songs for inspiration when composing his Second Suite. The folk tunes used in the two movements are quite nice – I found the lyrics (yes, even to Song Without Words) in A Catalog of Folk Song Settings for Wind Band by Mark Aldrich.
Movement 2, Song Without Words comes from the love song, I’ll Love My Love.
1. What is the meaning of the song that rings so clear and loud,
Thou nightingale amid the copse, thou lark above the cloud?
What says thy song, thou joyous thrush, up in the walnut tree?
What says thy song, thou joyous thrush, up in the walnut tree?2. What is the meaning of thy thought, O maiden fair and young?
There is such pleasure in thine eyes, such music on thy tongue?
There is such glory on thy face, what can the meaning be?
There is such glory on thy face, what can the meaning be?
Song of the Blacksmith comes from the ballad tune The Blacksmith.
1. A blacksmith courted me, nine months and better.
He so fairly won my heart, wrote to me a letter.
With his hammer all in his hand, and he looked so mighty clever,
And if I was with my love, I would live forever.2. My love’s gone across those fields, with his cheeks like roses,
My love’s gone across those fields, gath’ring primroses.
I’m afraid the scorching suns will shine and spoil his beauty,
And if I was with my love, I would do my duty.
I’m using the Frederick Fennell edition of the score and in verifying that it would work with the band playing the Matthew edition, I called Ludwig Music. I spoke with a very nice man named Chris there and not only did he answer my questions about the score and its compatibility, he told me several stories about having worked with Dr. Fennell (or Fred, as he called him). It actually started about with a simple converstation about how wonderful these Fennell editions of scores are and it led to stories about his working with Dr. & Mrs. Fennell on a daily basis. See, Chris owns either Masters Music or Great Works Music and one of them bought Ludwig Music a while back from Mrs. Fennell. He said that when he did that, he also pretty much became the caretakers of everything the Fennells had done through their lives and eventually, kind of their caretaker. He talked about what a wonderful couple they were and how wonderful it is to still work with his wife, Elizabeth Ludwig Fennell now.
I love going to conducting symposiums and I think conductors in Texas are very fortunate that there are some affordable ones in our state (this one is free!!). I learn so much when I go to them, even when I’m observing. They make me a better conductor and teacher as well as a better musician!!
A Short Love Story
A Short Love Story
A man and a woman who had never met before, but were both married to other people, found themselves assigned to the same sleeping room on a Trans-continental train.
Though initially embarrassed and uneasy over sharing a room, they were both very tired and fell asleep quickly….. He in the upper bunk and she in the lower.
At 1:00 AM, the man leaned down and gently woke the woman saying, ‘Ma’am, I’m sorry to bother you, but would you be willing to reach into the closet to get me a second blanket? I’m awfully cold.’
‘I have a better idea,’ she replied . ‘Just for tonight, let ‘s pretend that we’re married.’ ‘Wow! That’s a great idea!’ he exclaimed.
‘Good,’ she replied. ‘Get your own damned blanket.’
After a moment of silence, he farted.
The End
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