Arranging and Woody Allen

So, why have I refrained from writing for so long? Well, I was busy with band camp for the first three weeks, but I have no excuse beyond that.

The band camp took place at a highschool way out in new westminster. It involved an hour of traveling both ways each day. The day would commence with the beginner band, during which people were encouraged to try taking up a new instrument. My choice was the oboe, which does a real number on your face. One has to suck one's face in while blowing out into a very small space. I think I'll wind up taking it up in the future, but not the near future. This portion of the day would last from nine til ten. The songs were kind of what one would expect from a beginner band. Just marching band music. Advanced band would then proceed from ten til eleven, during which I played the (only) alto sax. Pretty much everything we played during this section was music from movie soundtracks, but not music you remembered from same. However, I will admit the music from 'Jurassic Park' is somewhat interesting, in that it sounds like a giant accordion (there was no accordion in the band), and the theme from 'The Incredibles' at least rocks out a bit and has a section in 5/4. The final third of the day was the jazz band, which had everyone split into groups, given lead sheets, and told to create an arrangement of the song of their choice. My group was fricken way too big, because the six of us were all too lazy to approach anyone in the time envelope provided for us to do so. I was the only alto, and with me were two tenors, a bass guitar, a flute, and a clarinet. Our song of choice was 'Tenor Madness' by Sonny Rollins, as everyone learned it by like day three anyway. The first night after we were put in our group, I was up late thinking about our arrangement, but nothing I thought of panned out. We had virtually no chemistry, and it sure as hell didn't help that one of the tenors was in a perpetual daze and literally refused to believe that I was homeschooled. I might as well have said I was from saturn. Anyhow, after vast amounts of help from Colin(you remember Colin, right?) and the teacher's aids, we wound up with an arrangement. On the last day, there was a perfrormance from each group (the beginner, advanced, and jazz bands). Fab was even in attendance! Our small group's performance went alright, except the ending of it really didn't. Oh, and my saxophone decided not to cooperate entirely during my one-chorus solo. But it was still a very good day. Fab, Stella and I went the End afterwards.

The last two weeks of live jazz at the End have been very different from usual. Two weeks ago, both Jason and Steve were sitting out, so there was an entirely new band besides Ian. Also, Liam wasn't there. There was an altoist, a trumpeter, and a guitarist. It was almost eerie without the drums, and during their first tune, I was thinking, "This is poor! They're hardly tight at all". But by their third tune, they were improving vastly. A second guitarist arrived for their second set, and he brought them together like hell. It certainly shows how even remotely different combinations of people yield entirely different music. He resembled Woody Allen, so he's become known to us as Woody Allen, although I believe his name is Oscar. He's quite amazing. Last week had a similar lineup, but Steve was back. Our group was also quite large. It included me, Fab, Melissa, Liam, Sam, and even Graham was there for the first three songs. Liam remarked, "I can see what you mean about Woody Allen. He's really good, and he mopped the floor with the other guitarist!".