Monday, November 26, 2007
List Day: Ten Snapshots of a Decade
In November of 1997...
- I had big glasses, a half-inch crew cut from the Modern Barber Shop on Main Street, and a penchant for blue collared shirts.
- I was a seventeen year old college sophomore, living with Dan Shiplett / Beavis in East AJ, on the hall with TCers, Zulfan Bakri, Andrew Gajda, and Paul Liu (I think it was their last semester before they all failed out for playing Quake all day long).
- I was majorly crushing on a high school junior back in my hometown. This didn't make me a pedo because there was only a 2 year age difference.
- I had just finished the first movement of my twenty-minute trumpet concerto, The Hero (1MB MP3), the incredibly densely orchestrated work that Dave McKee termed "the Grade IV trumpet solo with the Grade VI orchestral accompaniment".
- I took a road trip to New Jersey with my dad so he could sell some of his tubas. After the seven-hour round trip of driving, he deemed me experienced enough to have a car at school (having only gotten my license a year and a half earlier). I did not actually get this car for another nine months.
- There were advance rumblings of press for the movie, Titanic, staring some clown named Leonardo.
- I was taking my first ever course in the Java programming language, and History and Analysis of Musical Styles (HAMS) with such notable old-timers like Matt Hackworth, Dave McGarry, and Gretchen Mourer.
- I had just played the third movement of the Kennan trumpet sonata on Convo with Pam Trent, and had moved on to the Hindemith sonata and the Antheil sonata. Pinnacle Brass, with Patrick Butler, myself, Jaime Williams, Donny Riddle, and Hillary Baker, had just played my piece, Nefarium for the music major's weekly Convocation performance. The performance was pretty cringeworthy .
- I had never met Anna, Kelley, Chompy, or Rebecca.
- On November 26, 1997, I was home for Thanksgiving Break and had gone to my old high school to play some of my compositions for some old music teachers. I was flabbergasted and a little disgusted when they absolutely loved the violin sonata (1MB MP3) I'd written for my "try to add a few more wrong notes" composition professor. The entire piece was essentially composed by tying every other finger together and slapping the keyboard like a blind mongoloid chipmunk, but one of my old teachers liked it so much that she wanted it re-arranged for her son, the oboist at the University of Florida.
What were you doing ten years ago? Giant claw points to monster sea scorpion Airline tries to poison its workers Woman used drugs with cartoon characters
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