And why the music major is nothing like any other major.
So after a semester and a half of music theory breaking me over its knee, I decided it would be better to change my major than go insane and ram an oboe into my eye. Hello, art history major!
I wish that I had decided to do this art history thing from the start, not because I secretly wanted to the whole time, but because of this list of things I had to do to get into the music program, versus the things I had to do to get an art history major.
1) Start learning the required audition pieces a year before the audition--that is to say, my junior year of high school
2) E-mail Dr. Hulbert, my piano teacher, to make sure my audition pieces were acceptable
3) Discover my audition pieces weren't good enough and learn an extra minuet and memorize it in about two weeks
4) Audition for ten minutes
5) Get accepted into UPS and the music program, realize I don't have enough money to attend
6) E-mail Dr. Hulbert again
7) Come down to Tacoma again for a lesson, aka WE WON'T TALK ABOUT IT BUT THIS IS YOUR SECOND AUDITION
8) Have five thousand dollars magically added to my aid package
Or:
1) E-mail Dr. Hong expressing my interest in the art history major
2) Receive a response e-mail that says WELCOME TO THE ART HISTORY PROGRAM
So that's a pretty obvious decision. Don't worry, fans of Me, I will still be taking piano lessons at least. To be honest, I don't really have a choice. I said, "Oh hey Dr. Hulbert I'm changing my major" and he said WELL WHATEVER YOU'RE DOING YOU BETTER NOT LET IT INTERFERE WITH YOUR PIANO LESSONS. Then he added me to his piano roster for next semester. Oh okay.
To be honest, when I started this blog I had no idea how I would end it. Peace out.
Friday, April 16, 2010
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