I didn't actually Quit
t really came out of no where. So I am guessing that it has been sitting in me for awhile, or I should say since I began this adventure I call school. I have put everything I have had into music this semester and the others from before. I absolutely have gone nowhere. I can't really say nowhere, because I have improved, some.
Going back a semester, I remember a day after my interpretation class like it was yesterday. Interpretation class is class where you play a piece that you have been studying in your independent lesson. When you perform you are required to have a little presentation before you begin. So I did. I did it a little differently this time. I got creative. Well, I noticed that my teacher did not put me in the book for doing this. I questioned him about it. He told me it didn't qualify. I said, "Um, excuse me?" " Yeah you made it up", he replied. He continued on by saying that we need to keep this at academic level. I was pissed. How can a music teacher tell me not to be creative. To make this part short im just gonna say, it ripped me.
With that brewing in my head for a long time. I started to notice what this place is all about and I do not want to be a part of it anymore. Here I am taking a risk on my behalf, in another musical direction. Why that direction? I didn't have a fuckin choice. I have to be good at this to get into what I signed up for. Ya see? It is crammed downed your throat, arrogantly. My guitar teacher agrees with me. He went on about it with me like a month ago. Besides, there are obvious predjudices everywhere in that building, because I and others weren't doing this since we could walk.
Now the classes and that work were very draining. Im not saying that all school isn't supposed to be. I do remember one teacher saying, " We are in this class to make you masters". I felt like saying.."Um...I'm a recording tech. major." Piano was one of the bitches that gnarled my insides daily. Now it was suggested to me to take private lessons to make it into the next piano class. I don't think so. I have no ambition to become a great piano player. Let somebody else do it.
Aural Comprehension. A waste of time. Everybody that takes that class doesn't learn shit. The only way you will pass is if, you already know how to sing and have excellent rhythm, years before. That is another topic all its own.
Ok....I am not going anywhere with this. Its gonna take to long to get into all the details....so I am gonna say this.
Thursday was the day. I had my last lesson with one of the best teachers I ever had. At first I was going upstairs to thank him for all the hard-work he put into me. Of course he wanted to talk. So I spewed, ranted, and cried a little. I cried a little because of this "performance core agenda" they threw at me, has not made me see my grandfather that had a stroke last year. But hey whatever...its a personal thing, so eat it. Toward the end of our conversation, he said that he agreed with me with everything that I said. He said a couple of things that if I went and told everybody, he would be out of job or in a little bit of trouble. Later, I find out from my dear friend Travis that he thinks the other guitar teacher is a flake of some kind, a weirdo. We all thought. Seriously, you can't talk to the man. We have been saying this all along. But anyway....
Also...some of you are gonna say something like, 'that is allot of money to be throwing away'. Hey, I am not putting a goddamn price on how miserable I am, doing this by what somebody thinks it should be done. Also, I know at least of one of you are gonna say, 'well look at it this way'. I have. It is not working.
I can go on and on about what else happened and how I feel about it all. But I am done.
so no...I am not quitting school or music...are fucking kidding me. There is a place in Ohio that I am looking into. I have heard nothing but good things about it.
( i hope this was clear enough..this is still stewing around in me, kinda hard making sure its all there when it really wants to come out at the snap of my fingers.)
t really came out of no where. So I am guessing that it has been sitting in me for awhile, or I should say since I began this adventure I call school. I have put everything I have had into music this semester and the others from before. I absolutely have gone nowhere. I can't really say nowhere, because I have improved, some.
Going back a semester, I remember a day after my interpretation class like it was yesterday. Interpretation class is class where you play a piece that you have been studying in your independent lesson. When you perform you are required to have a little presentation before you begin. So I did. I did it a little differently this time. I got creative. Well, I noticed that my teacher did not put me in the book for doing this. I questioned him about it. He told me it didn't qualify. I said, "Um, excuse me?" " Yeah you made it up", he replied. He continued on by saying that we need to keep this at academic level. I was pissed. How can a music teacher tell me not to be creative. To make this part short im just gonna say, it ripped me.
With that brewing in my head for a long time. I started to notice what this place is all about and I do not want to be a part of it anymore. Here I am taking a risk on my behalf, in another musical direction. Why that direction? I didn't have a fuckin choice. I have to be good at this to get into what I signed up for. Ya see? It is crammed downed your throat, arrogantly. My guitar teacher agrees with me. He went on about it with me like a month ago. Besides, there are obvious predjudices everywhere in that building, because I and others weren't doing this since we could walk.
Now the classes and that work were very draining. Im not saying that all school isn't supposed to be. I do remember one teacher saying, " We are in this class to make you masters". I felt like saying.."Um...I'm a recording tech. major." Piano was one of the bitches that gnarled my insides daily. Now it was suggested to me to take private lessons to make it into the next piano class. I don't think so. I have no ambition to become a great piano player. Let somebody else do it.
Aural Comprehension. A waste of time. Everybody that takes that class doesn't learn shit. The only way you will pass is if, you already know how to sing and have excellent rhythm, years before. That is another topic all its own.
Ok....I am not going anywhere with this. Its gonna take to long to get into all the details....so I am gonna say this.
Thursday was the day. I had my last lesson with one of the best teachers I ever had. At first I was going upstairs to thank him for all the hard-work he put into me. Of course he wanted to talk. So I spewed, ranted, and cried a little. I cried a little because of this "performance core agenda" they threw at me, has not made me see my grandfather that had a stroke last year. But hey whatever...its a personal thing, so eat it. Toward the end of our conversation, he said that he agreed with me with everything that I said. He said a couple of things that if I went and told everybody, he would be out of job or in a little bit of trouble. Later, I find out from my dear friend Travis that he thinks the other guitar teacher is a flake of some kind, a weirdo. We all thought. Seriously, you can't talk to the man. We have been saying this all along. But anyway....
Also...some of you are gonna say something like, 'that is allot of money to be throwing away'. Hey, I am not putting a goddamn price on how miserable I am, doing this by what somebody thinks it should be done. Also, I know at least of one of you are gonna say, 'well look at it this way'. I have. It is not working.
I can go on and on about what else happened and how I feel about it all. But I am done.
so no...I am not quitting school or music...are fucking kidding me. There is a place in Ohio that I am looking into. I have heard nothing but good things about it.
( i hope this was clear enough..this is still stewing around in me, kinda hard making sure its all there when it really wants to come out at the snap of my fingers.)