Just Plain Fancy

Day 12

Apologies for this post's tardiness and brevity as I type on my phone from a new and strange city. Actually not strange, just new. I'm visiting a friend this weekend so chances are my practice will be minimal, though I am setting myself a goal of learning 5 measures of the Ligeti, even as my friend's baby daughter crawls and giggles at my feet. Focused February. Yesterday my chops felt good, finally, after days of pain and rigidity each time I picked up the horn. Maybe I should start each morning with 150 kids telling me I sound "noble, fancy, and medieval" as I warm up in their forgivingly resonant gymnasiums. Fancy French horn. I'll take it.