Wednesday, April 2, 2008

Consort rocks my socks

So I wrote this big list of things that I wanted to do while in Baltimore and one of the first things I wrote was "play in consort!" And I am very pleased to say that I was able to do so today. Man, I miss consort. Hannah Pressley, whom I went to Seattle Conservatory with and whose path I keep crossing has just started playing gamba. Her lesson was right before consort so we convinced her to join us (Risa said that we were the consort press gang!) (I don't think we were imprisoning Hannah for months/years at a time on a boat in Her Majesty's Navy- but you know.)

I love love love love love consort. And I remembered how to play gamba better than I thought I did. I miss playing with John and Andrew and how random our conversations get and how much we barrel through the music screwing things up left and right but still having a grand old time. Also I miss how great consort can sound, and the accidentals that early music compositions tend to throw in at arbitrary points.

We took some pictures. John suggested the pose.

I was so happy to have been playing that after consort I found Angela and we played duets together. I was borrowing Joy's fabulous new bass which was so much fun to play. We got out Beethoven and I was in heaven. Such a bouncy bow, such a beautiful sound, so much fun to play with Angela again. *sigh* Life is good.


nortonmiddaugh said...

Ooh! I have a thought!

You're using the wrong instrument!

Anonymous said...

Press Gang ---

These days the phrase conjures images of crouds of reporters ----

Dan G