Today I was listening to the recordings that the judges from the Indian Hills Jazz Fest gave to our jazz band after we performed this past Saturday. The judges like to make comments to show us our strengths and weaknesses and to help us find new ways to improve our performance.
One of these judges teaches at Missouri Western State University, and he made a lot of comments about me, the bass trombonist, in particular. In fact, near the end of the recording, he said "Man, bass bone... you play with some sound and power... if you lived a little closer, I'd give you a scholarship on the spot to come play in my band."
As much as I hate to sound big-headed over here... I was a little flattered to hear someone say that!
But more than that, his comment got me thinking about college. It's no secret to anyone reading this blog that I'm really nervous about the fact that in less than six months I'll be a college student.
And yet...
Music! Why had I not thought about this before? I love music. It's been engrained in my life ever since junior high. I love playing the bass trombone. Why haven't I been looking into band programs at either of the two universities I've been looking at? It's almost as if I told myself at some point that I wasn't good enough to be a music major or whatever... but I don't have to be a music major at all to go on with it in college. Even if it just means marching band or pep band, I can continue playing after high school. Not only can I keep doing what I love, but I could make so many new friends in the process.
:-)
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