Music Rant
Those of you who know me IRL or personally may know that I'm a classical musician. I play many an instrument. I've been playing music for 20 years. (Holy shit!) My husband is also a musician. He also plays many instruments. He's been playing music for 30 years. (He even openly has stated that one of the reasons he married me was because we both play French Horn. :P) Now, I'm not the worlds' best musician. I can't sight read for shit, for instance. But I play by ear reasonably well, and I can sight read a bit, and can read music well, as long as I have enough time to go over it before attempting to play it. I figure that being able to play on a moderately good level (let's say level 3-4 music) on several instruments is better for me than being superb on just one instrument.
That being said, I'm convinced that my husband is a friggin' saint. He loves teaching, and he especially loves teaching music. I'm not particularly adverse to helping people learn, and will help where I can, but I get irritated when people cannot get things down after what I think is a reasonable amount of time. I'm sure that this has only gotten worse since I got pregnant, as I'm hormonal.
My husband is currently giving a trumpet lesson to a very nice older man from our woodwind band. This man played bass drum for years and really never had any reason to learn how to read music at all. Considering, this guy is actually doing well.
But.
He can't count. He can't remember the fingerings. He always pitches his notes too high. He can't read music and he can't play by ear. He's been playing under a year, so he sounds rather like someone torturing a goose. That's normal... Seriously. But I just can't deal with it. I want to beat him up with his trumpet. An hour and a half lesson, with big sections of these very easy parts being repeated over and over again.
I swear... I'm in Hell. And my husband is an absolute saint for being so patient. I for one, am going to find some ear plugs so I don't go on a rampage.
That being said, I'm convinced that my husband is a friggin' saint. He loves teaching, and he especially loves teaching music. I'm not particularly adverse to helping people learn, and will help where I can, but I get irritated when people cannot get things down after what I think is a reasonable amount of time. I'm sure that this has only gotten worse since I got pregnant, as I'm hormonal.
My husband is currently giving a trumpet lesson to a very nice older man from our woodwind band. This man played bass drum for years and really never had any reason to learn how to read music at all. Considering, this guy is actually doing well.
But.
He can't count. He can't remember the fingerings. He always pitches his notes too high. He can't read music and he can't play by ear. He's been playing under a year, so he sounds rather like someone torturing a goose. That's normal... Seriously. But I just can't deal with it. I want to beat him up with his trumpet. An hour and a half lesson, with big sections of these very easy parts being repeated over and over again.
I swear... I'm in Hell. And my husband is an absolute saint for being so patient. I for one, am going to find some ear plugs so I don't go on a rampage.