Jun 30, 2005 15:16
argh i'm so scared! i HATE performing on the piano, i truly do. in
fact, i refuse to do it anymore, and this was only an exception cos
it's a duet and it's my last chance, probably ever, to play the piano
in front of an audience...but i'm terrified! it doesn't help the fact
that it's bloody poulenc and the piece is the most hideous thing i've
ever heard. i played one bar of it to luke and he just went 'ok, stop
right now!'. but apparently it's not the sound of the thing, it's how
impressive it looks. i guess it does look impressive with me straddled
across emily in some bizarre fashion, but there's no way anyone could
enjoy it...apart from Mr P aka God, who happened to mention he loved
it, but then again he is rather strange. to make matters worse i have
to stand up in front of everyone and introduce the thing and say
something about poulenc )in the nicest way possible). we thought we'd
make up a comedy story about how ol' frank was in love with a french
countess who was married to the mayor of some town, and the piece
reflected his feelings. obviously the prelude is his sexual frustration
with the 'DUH DUH-DUH DUH DUH' chords that make you go 'owww my ears!'
and the rustique is his, err, 'relieving the tension' where it's all
calm and 'phew thank god that's over'...but then mr death pointed out
there would be children in the audience. darn it. guess i'll have to
actually say something serious now. though this concert will be very
sad. i don't suppose i'll ever see mr death again, and that makes me
very upset. he's been practically the only constant through my school
life, always there for me to offer advice or just chat about the
football at the weekend. he's taught me to a point where i genuinely
love the piano, and even though i won't be taught by him anymore, i'll
still play it occasionally off my own back. gonna go to the pub after
the concert and buy him a drink (along with the £20 bottle of champagne
i've already bought him) and hopefully when i get back there'll be
something nice and luke-shaped waiting for me.
shit now it's half three and i haven't written this damn poulenc thing yet!