Showing posts with label trombone. Show all posts
Showing posts with label trombone. Show all posts

August 7, 2015

THEY'RE COMING FOR YOU

Imagine hot, fiery cement, blistering your feet. The cruel heat is continuing to rise, pushing the mercury past 101 degrees. The sun has not even hit the midday heat- it's only ten in the morning. But still you sit there, just waiting, because nothing can move you at this point. Suddenly, it fills your ears like a drum. Oh wait, it is a drum. It's Park City High School Marching Band!

A wild Barski has appeared! 
Image courtesy of Park City Photography

They're marching down the street, straight towards you. Is that Conga you hear? Left, right, left, right. Their robot feet roll towards you. Yet it still has not occurred to you to stand up, to move out of their way. And just like that, you're mere inches from a trombone, trumpet, saxophone player. The drumline thunders on the drums with mechanical movements. Just like that, they're gone, marching towards the end of the parade. 

We work hard to make it look easy, but in reality it's one of the most difficult things I have ever done. Its so hard, we have to exercise before we rehearse. But if we do it right, we can scare others away with our body carriage and our tremendously huge sound for and a thirty-six person band. Marching is currently my favorite way to perform. We get to march pop music that most people know today, and we get an amazing reaction out of the audience. This year, we are marching Conga, and a beautiful Forget Your Uptown Funk mash-up written by Bret Hughes. 

We have already marched most of the parades this year, being that it is way past the Fourth of July and most summer holidays and celebrations. My favorite performance is yet to come, though. During the Homecoming football game, we do a halftime show on the field. It makes the hard work worth it, even though marching ends for the year after that performance. This year, Jake is our drum major. That means he gets to lead the band and conduct us while marching. Drum majors are rather special, because not a lot of people can walk backwards for a long amount of time while conducting. Molly is our section leader, which means she is responsible for how we sound. She also gets to march center in our rank, which is pretty great.

Marching Band is a great way to spend time with your horn. The physical movement of you and your instrument mean that you can develop new ways of learning music, get better chops with increased endurance, and find better ways for your personal technical playing. Not only that, but it's just fun. Being in a parade and having people enjoy your music, no matter how bad, is a wonderful feeling.

On top of doing Marching Band, I have had the opportunity to join another band. Soul Research Foundation is another band under the Caleb Chapman Soundhouse. This band is not like anything I've played in before, mostly because I'm the only trombone. We also play different music than my norm, because I've never played a Stevie Wonder or Diana Ross tune. Even though the band is under Caleb Chapman's name, our producer is Evan Wharton. Bryan is in this band with me, which helps me feel less awkward. We also tour to Telluride Jazz Festival with a few other bands, which will be really exciting. Being the only trombone means I get to whale on most of the tunes, so let's hope it's not a disaster.

May 18, 2015

Michael Davis Is A Boss

What do you get when you cross a broke teenage girl with a shiny new trombone?

Nothing, she's broke.

At least I got to touch them. I went to Summerhays with Jake, Leo, and Luca. Summerhays has recently become a dealer for Shire trombones. Congratulations Summerhays, you are now the official dealer of my drug. Shires are like the Ferraris of trombones. A Ferrari that Michael Jordan drove a few miles to go pick up Beyonce in. That is how nice they are. And I got to PLAY one. Two, actually. Their names were Michael Davis and Michael Davis Plus.

Fancy at its best
Image courtesy of Hip-Bone
Just look at how fancy this is. Admire the shine before it makes you blind. This piece of metal costs more than I do. Plus, it is engraved with Michael Davis and a bunch of flowery patterns. Of course, nobody needs the flower pattern, but when you play with an engraved trombone it just shows off your superiority to others. It would make people envy you, just showing off a trombone that costs more than their whole life.

To my surprise, this trombone played really well in all partials and octaves. It is a small bore, which is used more commonly in jazz. I have no idea if Michael Davis meant for this horn to be used for jazz, but it certainly worked well for what I needed. Compared to the Michael Davis Plus, the smaller build of the horn made it easier to reach higher notes, which is optimal for what I do with my solos.



The slightly bigger Michael Davis Plus
Image courtesy of Phil Parker LTD
The Michael Davis Plus is also a really nice horn. Not only because of the flowers engraved on it, but also because of the slightly bigger bore.  The slightly bigger bore made more lower notes sound bigger and fuller. It was so nice! Getting to higher notes was slightly more of a challenge, but it was so good sounding.

Michael Davis must know what he's doing. After all, he's released six albums. He studied at the Eastman School of Music, and is a music entrepreneur. Michael started a company called Hip-Bone Music to write publications for young jazz musicians. Not only this, but the cool dude has written books. On jazz pedagogy, of course.  When Michael plays, he plays so well that nothing can be considered wrong in his his technique. I'm really jealous of his talent, and I really wanna know what goes on in his mind.

Before I went to Summerhays to play the Shires, Little Big Band went to a recording studio. I have no idea what it was called, nor do I care to remember. All I know is that it was hard to play, but it was really fun. Me being me, I also did something really stupid. I sort-of-kinda-almost broke my ankle. Hobbling around a place with a lot of cords and expensive microphones was probably the most stressful thing I've ever done. We recorded three tunes- Mr. P.C., It Don't Mean A Thing, and Cry Me A River. When I was recording my solo, I noticed that we really killed it on the changes. Because yes, I did record a solo. Shocking, I know! I did through, and it was pretty good.

Without Bryan making me stay to record, I probably wouldn't have recorded one. He is my ride home, so I kinda had to stick with him. It was a lot of emotions all at once. I was scared and happy and excited and nervous and ready and gah. The time has come for me to stop freaking out and just play. So what if the crowd doesn't like what I play? I do, and they have no right to judge my creativity, even though it sucks. Gosh.