As you can tell from the title, band camp '10 is done. I'm glad. Those were long and hot days. Now we have rehearsals every Tuesday and Thursday from six to nine, and yesterday was the first of those rehearsals. My main band director was gone, so we had another person.
I have grown to hate the expression "One more time." The band director uses it too much. One flautist has an expression. "One more time means five more times, five more times means ten more times, and ten more times means you'll be doing it all night." Apparently, the director has been better at not using that expression, so instead, they've been saying "Go back and do it again"
I was absent on Friday, the last day of band camp. I had to make up six pages of drill. At least they had us set the sets so I could figure out where I was going.
I still don't have the music with the marching. I've found out that marching is not my strength. The other freshman flautist seems to be getting it down okay. I don't have all the music memorized either. The way I memorize is through repetition, so it might take a while.
Drill wise, we're almost done. We only have to learn about 45 more seconds, and refine what we already know.
So now, all I have to do is memorize all the music,consistently move my feet to the beat, learn to use the correct foot at the right time, and refine and learn the rest of the show.
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