It did seem like a logical thing to do. I want to be a music educator, and it's the highest position the band has to offer. And I do love it, but I'm going to miss marching, the fire you feel when you and your friends are all just rolling, one precise and concise drum roll, just being in sync, it just feels right you know? The precision, the energy, and all that jazz.
But I can still do it. This drum major audition has been the culmination of four years here, constantly trying to even just make a mark on this band. Just to go to all these people in around the world and say "Yea, I've been doing something." Because people just don't understand marching band, but it's my love, my passion, and it's an utter shame, because you will never really understand it watching it while trying to grab a slice of pizza from a concession stand.
I just wanted to say this because inevitable, by 4:30 tomorrow, my audition will have ended and it almost seems like my life will be decided and locked away forever. Both options great for me, both candidates good for Mr. Wingate. But to come second out of two is an awful feeling I've felt many times. And I want to write this to remind myself how much I love what I do and it won't be the end of the world.
Conducting..... is such a strange thing. As a high school drum major, you are the balance between a drum corp drum major and a orchestral conductor. You have to maintain a straight rhythm while also expressing the intentions of the music. There is so much terminology and knowing as much as I know already, I still know there's a mountain left.
(lol of course, someone will inevitably want to tell me the real purpose of a conductor, but hush!)
lol soo, pray for me, readers who won't be reading this until it's too late anyways!
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♥ All that hard work paid off.
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