I had my weekly accordion lesson tonight. I wasn't exactly feeling positive - I've gone temporarily deaf in my good ear, and uni has been so hectic that I didn't even manage to find 15 minutes for practice during the last week. So for the first time since I started, I went a full week without picking up the accordion (unless you count three bars of "Over the Waves" for
maelorin just before leaving). The problem isn't that I can't find the time, so much as I can't find time for practice
before the children go to sleep. And I'm banned from playing afterwards. :)
Anyway, I survived, as near as I could tell given that I could barely hear the notes (if you're in a small room with two accordions playing in unison, and you can't really hear them, then you have a
significant problem). And at the end I was rewarded with a delightful document which I was told to read and "start thinking about" for future lessons. Entitled "Playing the Accordion for Fun and Profit" it consists of instructions and recommendations for one's performances. Such as "have a repertoire of 15 songs" and "be sure to dress properly, be on time, be courteous and set up as quickly as possible". In particular, I should follow the instructions on organising my first gigs, with the top recommendation being to "call the local retirement homes and ask if they could use entertainment for their residents (most can)". I figure that after a few months of retirement homes, one or two of the recommended Bar/Bat Mitzvahs, a couple of local restaurants and some busking at Glenelg (although they seem to already have a resident accordion player, who is always admirably surprised when I give him money) I should be ready to fulfill my dream of performing in the Eurovision Song Contest.
I can't honestly believe that he thinks I could perform in public one day, but I've been told that in future lessons we'll be focusing on building up my repertoire of 15 memorized songs, and learning some of the ethnic songs I'll need in the future. :) Maybe it is time to consider giving up academia for a minstrel's career.
In unrelated music news, Ruth and I are off to Melbourne this weekend for Jeff Wayne's Musical Version of War of the Worlds: Live on Stage. I'd seriously considered going to England to catch the original performances, so I'm ecstatic about seeing this in Australia. And Ruth has nether been to Melbourne nor been on a plane, so she's looking forward to the trip - perhaps in spite of the show. :)