the question is...
I got home today to find a single envelope resting on my desk. I freaked when I saw it said Eastman School of Music on the corner. The envelope was so thin. Not a good sign. So I ripped it open frantically, and found out I was rejected.
Ouch.
Music is my life. It's what I breathe, it's what I do 24/7. I cannot walk for 2 seconds without singing something, going over a song, tapping a beat or some silly music tic like that. Half of my extracurriculars are music related. I play in an orchestra, a jazz ensemble, a rock band, a jazz combo. I compose constantly, play five instruments, even sing as of lately. Music is just so important to me. And the tape that was the source of my denial to this school was half made up of my compositions. So it's tough to take a rejection like that. It really is. "Not good enough" is like a slap on the face. It stings when I think about it.
And it's not like I was rejected by some random musician in the school of music. No. It was the jazz bass professor. A musician who speaks the same language that I do. But I'm just not good enough in the instrument I'm best in. That sucks, man, that sucks big time.
Props to whoever made it, though. Some talented bass players must be joyful as fuck out there. The school has about 1-3 spots every year open for undergrad bassists, so I am sure that at least one very talented person is having a good time out there. Good for her/him, sure she/he deserves it.
My step-mom tells me I'll find a college that I will love just as much as I could have loved Eastman. I'm sure I will. I mean, things like this happen. But there is always a light at the end of the tunnel. Always. I'm not depressed or anything. Just a little frustrated and hurt. What really hurts though is the fact that it was my music that was rejected. My bass playing. I can take Princeton saying "your SAT scores are not good enough". Fuck, maybe they arent good enough. But my music... damn.
Maybe it will be for the best though. You know how George Lucas' Star Wars idea was rejected by Universal Pictures because they said it was ridiculous and it would never make any money. Haha. Maybe when I'm a bass virtuoso later on it will be funny to think I was rejected by Eastman when I was a high school kid. Haha and then again maybe not. Jk.
Allright, thats enough. I'm off to play the bass.
Peace.
Ouch.
Music is my life. It's what I breathe, it's what I do 24/7. I cannot walk for 2 seconds without singing something, going over a song, tapping a beat or some silly music tic like that. Half of my extracurriculars are music related. I play in an orchestra, a jazz ensemble, a rock band, a jazz combo. I compose constantly, play five instruments, even sing as of lately. Music is just so important to me. And the tape that was the source of my denial to this school was half made up of my compositions. So it's tough to take a rejection like that. It really is. "Not good enough" is like a slap on the face. It stings when I think about it.
And it's not like I was rejected by some random musician in the school of music. No. It was the jazz bass professor. A musician who speaks the same language that I do. But I'm just not good enough in the instrument I'm best in. That sucks, man, that sucks big time.
Props to whoever made it, though. Some talented bass players must be joyful as fuck out there. The school has about 1-3 spots every year open for undergrad bassists, so I am sure that at least one very talented person is having a good time out there. Good for her/him, sure she/he deserves it.
My step-mom tells me I'll find a college that I will love just as much as I could have loved Eastman. I'm sure I will. I mean, things like this happen. But there is always a light at the end of the tunnel. Always. I'm not depressed or anything. Just a little frustrated and hurt. What really hurts though is the fact that it was my music that was rejected. My bass playing. I can take Princeton saying "your SAT scores are not good enough". Fuck, maybe they arent good enough. But my music... damn.
Maybe it will be for the best though. You know how George Lucas' Star Wars idea was rejected by Universal Pictures because they said it was ridiculous and it would never make any money. Haha. Maybe when I'm a bass virtuoso later on it will be funny to think I was rejected by Eastman when I was a high school kid. Haha and then again maybe not. Jk.
Allright, thats enough. I'm off to play the bass.
Peace.