I think it is only fitting that this blog post falls on the 2nd anniversary of my senior recital. Let me back up for those of you that don’t know the story of my senior recital and the aftermath. I feel that the story is pertinent to the efforts of motivation and perseverance that hold real estate on this website although it may seem to take a bit of a detour. Hang in there, I promise it will be worth the ride.
It was 2008 and I was fully submersed in the trenches of my “Super-Duper” Senior year of college. I was involved in far too many things at once that semester but considering the type of person I was, it would not have been uncommon for me to crank everything up to eleven. I was working as an instrument repair tech part-time & I was going to college full-time. I was taking courses that required an enormous amount of my time; significantly exceeding the proposed academic credit indication (at least in my humble opinion). With classes like intermediate field experience (pre-student teaching), rigorous teaching sequence courses, a host of ensembles along with performances and of course the practice and rehearsals I had scheduled for my recital, I was set on a crash course for cerebral catastrophe.
If that wasn’t enough, I just had to make sure that the repertoire for my senior recital was of an utmost caliber and perhaps too demanding of the musicians that I strong-armed into performing with me. If you know me, then you know that I wouldn’t be satisfied with an ordinary run of the mill senior recital but the mental and physical exhaustion that came along with it seems to have fallen short of being worth it, looking at it in retrospect. I figured that if I was in college for the last 8 years fighting tooth and nail to one day graduate, then my recital should showcase the culmination of my journey through one big spectacular event even if I had to kill myself in the process.
For all intensive purposes, my recital was a huge success. There were plenty of wrong notes, flubs & sour tones but the overall response was shimmeringly positive. I guess it was a bittersweet experience for me because I knew that there were plenty of things that could have been better but at that point I was just so relieved to have it done and over with. I had finished the performance, shortly thereafter the rest of the semester and things started to die down. As the dust began to settle and I realized that I didn’t have very much to do anymore I went into a bout of serious workaholism withdrawl and depression.
I gave up playing my sax for any serious performances for about a year. I told people that I felt like I deserved a break but honestly, after all I went through I just didn’t feel much desire to start playing again. It was like I blew a fuse in my performance center of my personality. I was feeling depressed that my skills were starting to shrivel up but I wasn’t interested in trying to fix it; it was a vicious cycle. I was turning down opportunities to gig left and right because I was too ashamed to admit that I wasn’t any good anymore… or at least so I felt.
On May 7, 2009 I went to go see a friend of mine, Alex Hamlin, perform live. He is also a bari sax player and his group, The Hog Trio (http://www.myspace.com/hogtrio), totally rocked my socks off that night. After the show, Alex gave me the set list. I asked him if he would sign it for me; so he wrote the following: “Keep playing loud bari… Alex Hamlin”. This turned out to be quite a significant memento because I took it to heart.
Over the next week I would mull over these words in my head. It was such a simple statement but the impact was great. I DID love playing the baritone sax, I DID think I was pretty good at it and I KNOW it would have been a crying shame to have given it up after all of the effort I put into it over the years. It was then that I decided I needed to make a change in my life. I knew that I didn’t have much time during the day to practice so I figured that I would put in a little bit of time everyday just to get the ball rolling. On May 13, 2009 I started practicing for at least 15 minutes a day, everyday and the rest is well documented history throughout the pages of this blog.
If you made it through this entire post without click away yet then you deserve some parting advice. I feel like there are at least three things you can take away from this story but feel free to interpret it as you will. The first is that you shouldn’t try to bite off more than you can chew. Over the years I have grown accustomed to having a busy schedule but some things aren’t worth the stress. Stay organized, stay positive and most of all stay focused on the most important things on your priority list. Planning and preparation is a crucial part of managing a hectic life style, that without often leads to mental meltdown. Trust me, it’s not worth it.
Secondly, worry about what you have control over (which is you and your actions) and worry not about what you have no control over (everyone else). We must faithfully try to influence our future with good work and due diligence however, we cannot trouble our minds with trying to control the outcome. Things won’t always go as planned but we can do our best to make the most of our current situation and fine tune the details as we go along. Again, it’s a case of not biting off more than you can chew.
Lastly, I have found that I have made a profound impact on someone else when I had no direct intention of doing so other than being the best that I can. If we do our best work and share it with others, people will take notice. I’m sure Alex didn’t know what his note meant to me and wasn’t truly aware of the effect it had. So be kind, be passionate, be cool and be your best. Energy is contagious… so spread some positive energy around and it will come back you, I promise.
Btw: Alex Hamlin also plays bari sax for a band called Jerseyband. They are one of my absolute favorite bands and their music just seriously rocks. Check them out at the following links:
http://www.jerseyband.com/
http://www.myspace.com/jerseyband/