Posts tagged: trumpet

High Note Humor

Greetings fellow musical pilgrims! This humorous gem was passed to me by good friend and PTM contributor Steve Hamrick. Those of you who play trumpet (or perhaps sit in front of the trumpet section) will probably appreciate this most.  :-)

Before anyone panics, no, it isn’t accurate: that’s not the note he’s hitting and your bell won’t actually do this as you continue to expand your range.

Mine just melts. Clean up is messy, but that’s the extent of it.  ;-)

Keep playing (and your sense of humor!),
Mark

Other articles by Steve Hamrick:
Church Music Resources for Part-Time Musicians
Play trumpet AND horn? Good advice for doubling

 

Share

Related Articles:

Starting Over: One Person’s Journey, part 2

This is the second post of a series from our newest feature writer at PartTimeMusician.com. The names have been changed to protect the musically-addicted (!), but the content needs nothing else to stand on its own. We’re excited to be able to share this with you and welcome your comments!

That said, I’d ask that any encouragement be offered freely and any criticism be offered with civility. I’ve gotten used to the occasional trip to the woodshed from our few irascible-but-dear friends, but please take it easy on the new folk. We’re all on the same journey, even if we take different paths to get there. :-)

I always had excellent reading skills, a good feel for the English language. That must help explain why I ended up becoming an editor. Unfortunately, that ease does not extend to the language of music. I am, at this point, musically illiterate.

When I first tried to play the trumpet (20 or so years ago), I never learned how to read music. It was always difficult for me and, truth be told, I didn’t really try. But now, with my long-term goal being a second career in music, it was time to do things right.

This remains a daily struggle. After 10 months I am really happy with my tone, range, endurance, intonation, but I am still falling short in my reading. I simply lack the reading comprehension to keep up. Without that ability, all the rest means so little.

Now, I threw myself into the breach by joining a community band in order to force myself to learn how to read music. But three months in and I am still lagging behind. I am so frustrated.

In fact, I just decided not to perform in the group’s first concert because of my faltering reading skills. While this was the right thing to do for my band mates, it is difficult for me. It’s like everyone is reading and speaking this foreign language fluently and I can only catch every other word or so.

I don’t know how many of you have felt this, but I find myself getting lost early and often during rehearsals. My mind, my eyes, my fingers are all slow to the task. I cannot keep up.

To tell you the truth, this is the biggest roadblock I face right now. And self-doubt begins to creep in. That corrosive feeling sets upon me each time I fall behind during a run through. Can I really do this?

I know the solution – sight reading and dexterity exercises – but I wonder if I am up to the task.

Given that I never really learned how to do things the right way as a kid; I am essentially starting from scratch. That doesn’t breed confidence. Because I never did these things before, I am constantly asking myself, “Will I get this? Will I get any better?” While my teacher assures me that I will, I need to prove it to myself.

So, I make do. I am hunkering down on technical exercises to improve my dexterity and working every day on sight reading so my reading skills improve. That’s what I need to do. I just hope it’s enough.

I knew this would be a long journey and I am ready for that. I apparently have just hit my first fork in the road. I press on, but with concerns.

I’d be really interested in your early experiences with sight reading, musical reading comprehension. What challenges did you face? How did you overcome them? At what point did you realize that you had things right?

Take care,
Starting Over

 

Please feel free to contact SO by email at startingover@parttimemusician.com or leave feedback below. To subscribe, please click this link. All the best to all!

Mark

Share

Related Articles:

Starting Over: One Person’s Journey

This is the first post of a new series from our newest feature writer at PartTimeMusician.com. The names have been changed to protect the musically-addicted (!), but the content needs nothing else to stand on its own. We’re excited to be able to share this with you and welcome your comments!

That said, I’d ask that any encouragement be offered freely and any criticism be offered with civility. I’ve gotten used to the occasional trip to the woodshed from our few irascible-but-dear friends, but please take it easy on the new folk. We’re all on the same journey, even if we take different paths to get there. :-)

Hi, I’m “Starting Over” and in September 2009 I was suddenly out of a job, after my company merged with another. Who knew that this awful experience would lead me back to music and hopefully towards a second career? Surprisingly it has.

After a few months looking for work, I was out of my mind, checking my email every five minutes for call backs from employers. At my wits end, I decided to kill some time by cleaning out my old Benge trumpet. I just wanted to make it through the day, but I got a lot more than I bargained for.

After cleaning the horn (which was hidden away in the basement for 20 years) I decided to try to play it and so it began.  All the old feelings came back and I was on my way.

As a kid, I always loved the trumpet, but never made the effort to do things the right way. I never practiced or bothered to learn the fundamentals of my instrument and later I just quit, putting the horn away in frustration. I told myself I just didn’t have the ability.

Now, having picked it up again, I felt a mix of excitement and regret. I was excited to come back to something I really loved, while regretting all the years I wasted away from the instrument. While I couldn’t go back and change the past, I could make up for the lost time with a vengeance. So, even though I was 37, I was determined to make a serious go at this.

I wanted to do whatever it took to become a pro, no matter how tough a road it would be. And I know it’s a tough road, especially with a family and a new full-time job, as a great company made me a job offer just a month after I picked up the trumpet again.

I have been playing for 10 months now, putting in several hours every day. Beyond the fundamentals of the instrument, I am studying every day to improve my reading music, which has always been dreadful. Since I am so early in my journey, each day is a real learning experience for me and I’d be honored to share those experiences with you.

I also would appreciate any advice and encouragement from folks out there who are doing the same thing. God knows, I need all the help I can get.

Take care,
Starting Over

 

Please feel free to contact SO by email at startingover@parttimemusician.com or leave feedback below. To subscribe, please click this link. All the best to all!

Mark

 

Share

Related Articles:

Sharing Your Talents with More-talented Kids

Admission: I’m not your typical trumpeter.

After playing through college, I hung up my trumpets for a career with more perceived stability and potential: information technology. I enjoy what I do, and I’ve never regretted my decision. Between building a career and raising a family, I didn’t play for a couple of decades. And for most of that time, I didn’t realize how much I missed it.

Once our daughters began playing violin, I took up the trumpet once again. To make a long story short, I got some good instruction, invested a lot of time and study (and self-study), and have actually surpassed my ability when I was a “playa”. :-) Not bad for a part-time musician, I suppose. But maturity (or old age, if you must!) brings a certain introspection that makes one acutely aware of every fault, great or small. There is no room for a “trumpeter’s ego” when you have a lifetime of polishing ahead of you.

During that same time, our daughters also had excellent instruction, and any “headstart” I enjoyed vanished embarrassingly quickly. Today, our oldest is a college sophomore majoring in Music Performance…and one of her courses happens to be a brass class. Which brings me, finally, to the topic of the post. How does one share knowledge with their more-talented kids??!?

I’m not really teaching my daughter how to play, of course. Her instructor for this class is an outstanding trumpeter and excellent trumpet teacher. But between classes, daughter #1 asks questions of me to “fill-in” the inevitable gaps. Topics run the gamut, from mouthpiece buzzing to building range, breathing to fingerings. I am careful to preface everything I pass along with “this is what I’ve learned/what works for me” and end it with “check with your instructor”…and say a quiet prayer of thanks that my daughter – already a better musician than I will ever become and just getting started, really – is so eager to learn and grow as a musician that she is willing to collect knowledge from even the unlikeliest of places.

Regardless of your past, your present, or your future abilities, I’d encourage you to recognize your abilities and your shortcomings…and proceed anyway. Groom and grow your talents, but be willing to share them, too. Give of what you have, whatever it may be. You’ll be glad you did.

Keep playing,
Mark

Share

Related Articles:

The trumpet gig to end all gigs

I think everyone who’s done their time gigging can relate to this one…even if a trumpeter takes the fall this time. Enjoy!

The trumpet player was on the phone with his agent, concerned because he hadn’t had a gig in quite awhile. His agent tells him, “Listen, there aren’t any of the usual gigs out there, but I found you something; I got you a gig bagging lions.”

The trumpet player replies, “What does that have to do with my playing?”

The agent then says, “Look, the gig pays $100.00 for each lion that you bag; don’t worry about playing!”

At this point the trumpet player will take nearly anything, so he hangs up and flies to Africa. Not wanting to miss any practice time, he takes his trumpet with him while looking for the lions. When he notices a lion coming toward him, the only thing that he can think of to do is play his horn. He starts to play a beautiful ballad and notices that the lion starts to get sleepy, eventually falling asleep. He grabs the lion, bags him and throws him in the back of his truck.

He goes a little further and sees another lion. Again he plays a beautiful ballad and again the lion falls asleep. This goes on all afternoon. The trumpet player has about 99 lions in his truck when he sees another.

He says “What the heck, one more for an even hundred!” He starts to play his ballad and notices that the lion is not paying any attention to him…so he plays louder. The lion starts to run toward the trumpet player. The trumpet player plays faster and faster but the lion keeps coming toward him. The lion then jumps on the trumpet player and eats him.

One of the lions on the truck turns to another lion and says, “I told you that when he got to the deaf one the gig would be over.”

MORAL OF THE STORY: Know when the gig is over.  8-)

All the best,
Mark

Share

Related Articles: