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Weird ending to Blues class

Thursday, June 13, 2013

This is so weird, I still don't believe it. At the blues final, I forgot my music. Not a big deal, since it's improvisation, but I did want us to play together on the initial verse. Unfortunately, I waited until we were onstage to ask the other fiddle player if I could share a stand. To my way of thinking, it's no biggie, in symphony all string players share stands. Turns out that the guitar rhythmn back up need to look on her stand. Ok, I said something like, "I see." and moved on to another place onstage. For some reason she was offended. After we played, she came at me like Real Housewives of Bluesland. She screamed that "I showed my true colors, and she hoped to never play with me again." So, I truly don't get it- I asked what was the problem. She lit into me and then said I said something rude to her. I said, "No, I didn't", but I apologized if it was taken that way. She yelled that I was a fake and she wouldn't accept my apology and I caused her to play poorly because of my drama and on and on. This was in front of the instructor. So, I apologized to the instructor, since this lady is also one of her private students and I don't want the instructor to lose her business. Then the crazylady stormed out. I apologized again to the instructor, but to be truthful, I have no idea what I did. We both agreed that crazylady didn't play her best, so maybe that's where it comes from. I don't know. Class is over, and I won't be back since my summer schedule is full and I'll be with the symphony in the Fall. Still, this was just weird.

Anyway, I'm writing here to get it out of my system and shake it off. I haven't felt comfortable with this person since the first class. It felt like she disapproved of me since I am a professional player. She did say that I'm too advanced to play with a student like her and shouldn't be in the class. I ignored the jibe, and tried to not give the impression that I think I am better or more talented. Really, really tried. Violinists are so competitive, it's just sad.

Anyway, onward and upward. Writing about the incident here has stopped the craving for a gallon of ice cream! Yay! OK, off to arrange some music for a Gospel Sunday. At least I can concentrate on that and let the crazylady memories fade away.
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