Monday, June 21, 2010

Best Day Ever

I was up all night doing the Easter Seals Piano Marathon. Surviving today on 4.5 hours of sleep, split between two naps, I've had that achey kind of heartburny sensation all day long.
In a sense, I've felt pretty horrid all day long.

So, why didn't I just sleep the day away after the piano marathon?
Because if I did, today would have been lame.

Instead, I went to the VISI/CMC Art Song Collab this afternoon and everything about it was perfect.

As an event that I helped organize, it was a great success. It wasn't a full house, but it was well attended. There were submissions by 2 established and 2 emerging composers, so there was a nice variety as well as a sense of community. As one of the emerging composers, I was glad to be in the good company of Hal Foxton Beckett and Neil Weisensel.

The performers were fantastic - not just their musical skills, but their dedication, willingness, and excitement! Knowing that they only had the music for a few days before today's reading session, I really appreciated the time they spent learning and rehearsing my music. As today's workshop was focused on interpretation, they really engaged with the music, the poetry, and the new musical approaches that I asked for in my songs. In addition to great singing and playing, the performers were so positive and supportive of the songs presented today.
Singing my newest creation, More Than Containers, was Michael Broder - and extremely polished young baritone. Singing The River is Moving and A Man and a Woman was Gayle Shay, a mezzo-soprano with a delightfully velvety tone. At the piano for A Man and a Woman was the supportive touch of Allison d'Amato and finally, Laura Loewen, one of the most compassionate musicians and people I've encountered, played piano for More Than Containers and The River is Moving.

One of the most exciting parts of today's event was the open discussion that followed the performance of each piece. This was a great opportunity for composers and performers to discuss and ask questions of each other. In organizing this event, some concerns had been raised about the involvement of the audience in an open discussion of the pieces and interpretation in general. I'm not sure if those concerns were ever quelled, but there was no reason to worry today. The audience was stacked with interesting, intelligent minds - ready to experience and explore new music.
I should be upfront: the feedback on my pieces was unwaveringly positive, so of course I will sing the audience's praises, but it goes further than that. Today's gathering seemed stripped of pretensions and personal agendas, instead, people had genuine interest in exploring the ideas and interpretations which were presented.

All of these elements came together to make today a wonderful experience. I wasn't nervous at all; the performers and audience created a sense of warmth and support.
Bottom line - I get to add some stuff to my CV, I met some great new people, heard some great music, but most importantly, I heard my own music performed really well and other people really enjoyed it - I call that a good day!

Saturday, June 19, 2010

Good Fortune!

I went shopping today at Long & McQuade in Vancouver.

When I was in undergrad, my piano teacher advised me that it was the cheapest place for me to buy music. Time and time again, even with shipping, it was!

I was informed on facebook that they were having a customer appreciation day. I needed to order some scores anyway, so I went for an adventure. Long story short, they were clearing out a bunch of scores with 75% off in addition to my student/teacher discount.

I scrounged the piano section and found a variety of stuff and even picked up a few mini scores for symphonies and whatnot. Holding this armful of music, I thought I was already breaking the bank; but my mental math skills were lacking - it was only $30.
After paying, I continued searching, discovering the full score section and found a LOT of great pieces!

Because I feel like it, here is a catalogue of the scores I got today - from smallest mini scores to largest full scores/piano scores:

Mini Scores

Beethoven Symphony No. 4 and 5-7
Milhaud Concertino de Printemps
Poulenc Sextour
Schoenberg String Quartet Op. 7
Bruckner Symphony No. 7
Richard Strauss Symphony for Winds
Milhaud 3rd String Quartet (with chorus)
Khachaturian's The Valencian Widow Suite
Berlioz Romeo and Juliette
Beethoven Piano Concerto No. 2
John Adams Chamber Symphony

Piano
Saint-Saens Scherzo Op. 87 for Two Pianos Four Hands
Scarlatti 20 Sonatas
Satie Les trois valses distinguées du previeux dégouté
Reger Aus Meinem Tagebuch Op. 82, book 2
Roussel 3 pieces for piano Op. 49
Haydn Easy Piano Pieces and Dances
Bastien Series Playtime at the Piano, Happy Thanksgiving, and Collage of Solos

Scores
Lindberg Cantigas
Dutilleux Sur le même accord
Gounod Petite symphonie
Gubaidulina The rider on the white horse for large orchestra and organ
Pärt's festina lente, pro et contra, Wenn Bach Bienen gezüchtet hätte, and the fratres version for winds and percussion
Shostakovich orchestration of Johann Strauss's polka, The Pleasure Train
Penderecki 3 Pieces in Baroque Style
Hovhanness Holy Mystery of the Martyrs


In conclusion, I'm very happy with my findings!
In the end, I ended up spending $101.31 on scores today, but the savings on the receipts was $610!!! It probably wasn't the ideal time to make an investment in my library, but some sales are just too good to pass up!

Tonight, I go to the opera, play piano all night for a fundraising pianothon, and then go to my workshop tomorrow afternoon. It'll be a while before I sleep!

Tuesday, June 15, 2010

So, the video from the Vancouver Complaints Choir performance is already up on YouTube!




The weather was beautiful yesterday - it was a wonderful day to be wandering around downtown Vancouver, maybe even a touch too warm. I should have worn shorts and a non-black shirt, but oh well. We garnered some good attention and got good feedback everywhere we sang.
All in all, it was a pretty damned fun experience and it came together just dandy for only 3 rehearsals.

Visit www.complaintschoir.org for more information on how you can set up your own complaints choir!

Sunday, June 13, 2010

Milestones and Complaints!

Some important milestones are coming up:

1) This is post #984 ish. Only fifteen more and then it's the big One Thousand!
B) In August, I'll be celebrating the fifth anniversary of this here blog.

Please feel free to leave me some comments on how I should mark either of these momentous occasions.


Over the last month or so, I've become involved with the 2010 Vancouver Complaints Choir. The Complaints Choir project is pretty spiffy and has quite a following. Basically, complaints are gathered from a region, a local songwriter turns those complaints into music and then a choir is organized to perform the song. Do click for more information - it's a fascinating project!

The 2010 Vancouver Complaints Choir will be performing the 10-minute song by Veda Hille tomorrow at various locations in downtown Vancouver at 1, 2, 3, and 4pm. CBC One came by to do some interviews and a recording at one of our rehearsals and it will be aired at 8am Pacific time, tomorrow morning (10 am in Winnipeg, 11 am in Ontario). I was one of the people that she interviewed a little more in depth, so you might hear glimpses of me on the airwaves. I did say, "mumbly", and I was unorganized with my thoughts, but if you're reading on here, you should be used to that. I haven't decided if I even want to be subjected to listening to myself in 6 hours, but I'll set an alarm just in case.

For now, I'm off to try and fill up as much of those 6 hours with sleep as possible.

Thursday, June 10, 2010

Movie Reviews

I love bad movies.
Give me poor production values, inconsistencies, flawed storyline. bad acting, etc., and I'm a happy camper. In the other direction, my standards for a good movie are rather high, but luckily, I react the same to most movies that tickle my fancy.

In the past, I've had some friends that would indulge my love for B-movies, and I even had one thickly-browed friend who loved teeny-bopper rom-coms, so that filled a big section of the bad movie category, but there are few people out there who are willing to watch whatever I want.

Lately, my bassoonist friend has indulge me in watching a bunch of bad movies from the new releases wall. Here are some reviews (If you want real details and names, look them up on imdb or something - these are truly michael-style reviews and you better bet there's gonna be spoiling):

Tenure
This was about and English prof who has twice been denied tenure at various universities; surprise surprise, he's up for tenure again... Long story short, he doesn't get it the third time around. I'm glad they didn't go the Hollywood route of realizing his unseen brilliance at the end and getting offered a position at Harvard, etc.; instead, he realized that his passion was for teaching of any kind and that he didn't need to be in a university to do it. In short, they glamorized a huge wage-decrease and basically demotion!
There was a love story involved, but it only really appeared and resolved in the last few scenes, so I wasn't nauseated. The secondary storyline involved the main character's best friend who was searching for Bigfoot - you can't go wrong there! Both of these guys seemed vaguely familiar. I think the main guy was Dewey from Scream, and his best friend often plays a sidekick character.
In short, this movie was better than it should have been!

Visioneers
Starring Zackafanakagakas or something. This was a about a bizarre world where people lead seemingly vacant existences and where dreams are a symptom of the growing epidemic of spontaneous explosions.
This rental was worth it only for the opening 15 minute segment at the main character's workplace. He walks in, gives the finger to a poster - as his coworkers come in, they all flip each other off and say, 'Jeffers morning'. Jeffers is the huge company they work for, which is the self-proclaimed most profitable company in the world. Every minute, a voice announces the time, and how many productive minutes until the weekend. There are also buzzings and beepings and ringings from different sources. I can't do it justice in words, but the opening sequence is like clockwork in it's intriguing and elaborate counterpoint of events.
In the end, the movie falls short, lacking in real character development or a compelling story. I get it that that's the point of the movie, but the point of the movie also seems to be what holds it back.

Confessions of a Porn Addict
This movie stars Spenny from Kenny versus Spenny, for those of you who are familiar with terrible Jackass-style Canadian comedy. This movie is a mockumentary; it doesn't matter what the topic is, the genre is guaranteed to be fantastic. [There's one about a parking-meter attendant that I highly suggest!]
It's about a porn addict whose wife left him as a result. He joins a support group and changes his life, only to realize that his wife has gone into the porn industry - hijinks ensue.
Despite the gratuitous use of pornography, I don't actually recall seeing genitals. Nevertheless, I wouldn't say it was done tastefully. At the end, when he confronts his wife in the middle of a Bukkake filming, the reunion kiss is both heart-warming and stomach-turning!
All in all, the movie is fairly entertaining.

Taxidermia
Weird.
I can barely describe it.
Basically, three short movies in one that were connected by generational lineage, but I still didn't quite get the connection of the first and second sections' main characters. It was foreign - I'm gonna go with Hungarian. Contrasting the last one, this movie has gratuitous genitals, as one should expect from any artsy foreign film.
The first section featured a military assistant or something... he has a fire/candle fetish and he caresses, licks, and nipples the flame. There is an impressive scene where he is jerking off his flame-throwing penis. There's a graphic sex scene but it keeps changing between his partner - the variables are his boss's obese wife, another random lady, and a pig carcass that had been slaughtered earlier that day. The next morning, when his boss finds him asleep with his pants down on top of the carcass, he shoots him in the head and then it pans to a scene where the boss's wife gives birth to a baby boy.
In the second section, the baby boy is now grown up - a Hungarian national speed-eating champion (well, second place). Apparently this is a profession and they train hardcore. The gratuitous obese vomiting was almost too much to handle. Long story short, he and the female speed-eating champion have a baby who ends up being the focus of section three.
Contrary to his gene pool, the son grows up to be an emaciated taxidermist who has to take care of his now incredibly obese father - imagine the Monty Python fat guy right before he explodes. After a fight, the father tries to leave his chair, he dies and his guts spill out all over the floor. The son comes back, cleans out his father's carcass and taxidermifies. He then hooks himself up to a machine that taxiderms himself and also slices off his head and right arm - resulting in the image for the movie cover.
The movie is grotesque to the extreme. While I wouldn't say there was what I would think of as traditional beauty in it, it had a rich tapestry and powerful imagery. Strangely compelling. Also, slightly disturbing.

Wednesday, June 09, 2010

Apparently, June has not been a good month for blogging.
It's also not been a good month for Kung Fu: I couldn't make it one of the weeks, another it was cancelled, and then all of a sudden, I haven't been in a month.

Comparatively, it's been a great month for composing. I wrote an artsong for the upcoming VISI ArtSong CoLab. While I had done a lot of the planning and prep-work over the last month or so, I did 95% of the work this past Sunday. Let this stand as a testament for me to remember, that I can compose quickly and I should do it more often. I simply need to reaffirm my desire to get lots of music written this summer!

I got a cheque in the mail the other day. It was pre-payment for a jazz standard I'm arranging for some couple's wedding. It's not great money, but the mere fact that they sent the cheque means that I need to get it done sooner than later.
Payment is always a good motivator!

Another project I'm working on is an improvised (ish) dialogue between a speaker and a pianist. My friend and I will be presenting it at a conference later this month. There are also tentative plans that it might be remounted in Toronto, outside of a conference atmosphere... SO I will need to find an intuitive form of notation suitable for another performer to use.

Monday, May 31, 2010

It seems I have squandered away the month of May without doing any of the work I needed finished. I have no real complaints, I've had a great time, but now I need to get down to business - lots of things to get finished/started in the next few weeks.

Diabetes-wise, things are pretty good. I tried to use the CGM the other week - after about 5 hours of "lost sensor" and "bad sensor" messages, I gave up. I'm pretty sure they're past the expiry date, so I'm not surprised, but the expiry dates on these things come up far too quickly! No one can afford to use these things too regularly, but you almost have to unless you want them to go bad , which they apparently actually do.
I only have one sensor left, after which I can't see myself having the funds to buy more, nor the motivation. The technology, somehow, is still infantile and unreliable. Yes, it can shed some light on trends and the intricacies of rising and falling sugars, but it takes an incredible amount of work and luck to get it working properly.

Monday, May 24, 2010

A week later...

Oopsie, I made it an entire week without posting!
Blogging goes in ebbs and flows - but even though it's been lower on my list of priorities lately, I have no intentions of stopping.

I'm loving the summer: Kung Fu, Frisbee, walking, soccer, and going for sushi have been some of the things keeping me distracted from composing lately...

My diabetes control was getting a bit out of hand for a while - when I took a step back, I realized it was because I've been taking insulin closer and closer to the first bites of meals. Now that I'm consciously aiming for 10-20 minutes before I start eating, the numbers are behaving much more nicely. It's a mixture of letting the insulin work and also double checking carb counting during that time! It's impressive/bad - how fast bad habits become routine.

Speaking of breaking the routine, I finally did something that I've avoided for a long time... I learned how to crochet. Earlier this year, my roommate tried learning to knit, but gave up in favour of crochet - which she picked up quickly and really enjoys. I am a die-hard knitter, so I mocked her and flauted the inferiority of her chosen handicraft. Nevertheless, I gave it a try.
I was a terrible student, impatiently ignoring most of her instructions, but eventually I listened to enough to get through making a granny square. After mild-to-moderate frustrations with the technique of crochet, I caught on and (within the first project) mastered the basics of double crochet.
I'm still not convinced that it's a worthwhile venture, but I'll stick with it for a while longer.

Monday, May 17, 2010

As I become more active during this beautiful weather, I am momentarily missing the insulin pump I was using this time last year.
And now the moment has passed.

Time never seems to align properly; last year, I was not very active at all, but now I am doing some kind of physical activity pretty much every day or second day. It would be great to be able to adjust my basal insulin, but that's just not going to happen!
I am going hiking on Tuesday, and since that takes up a substantial chunk of the day, I will be cutting my Lantus almost in half. Last hike, I dropped it from 36 units down to 25, this time I'm going to 20.

Today, I had to sit out of the last half hour of my Kung Fu class. After an hour, of chugging orange juice between exercises, I ran out of juice and my sugars were 4.2. It wasn't safe to continue, knowing my downward trend at the time...
I ate lunch not to long before, so I could have done with much less insulin for that meal, but then my sugars would have been higher going into the class, and I would have felt shitty.
It's a hard balance to find, but I'll keep trying!

Saturday, May 15, 2010

I'm beginning to understand why I've been told, on numerous occasions, that people don't get anything done during the summer in Vancouver.

Over the last few days, the weather has been absolutely perfect: mid-to-high teens through most of the day, clear skies, and lots of sunshine. I spent this afternoon playing tennis with some friends, the other day I went for a long walk at the beach, yesterday I went for a long walk by another beach. All of this is wonderful, but it's hard to focus on getting work done!

Long story short, I'm glad to be in Vancouver for the summer. I don't usually get anything done in the summer, so I might as well have lots of fun while I'm not doing it!

Friday, May 14, 2010

Obnoxious Drunk

Walking home from the bar with my roommate and another female friend, some drunk guy on the street stopped smoking long enough to shout something about, "gay, mumbly, fag..."

Wisely, we kept walking and ignored him, aside from a comment about how obnoxious he was.

While I passed it off in the moment, it pissed me off. Some thoughts on the matter:

1) What a douche!

2) What can you possibly say to that?

3) Though I was happy to avoid confrontation, I couldn't help but imagine what might happen if I had responded... If thing had gotten violent, would it be considered a gay-bashing? Does the actual orientation of the bashee matter, or is it the motivating perception? Bi-bashing doesn't sound quite as intimidating - Aw, alliteration, you make everything nicer!

4) How did he get so good at orientation identification? I've been trying for about six years now, and my sexuality still lacks a certain clarity!

5) I can't tell what I dislike more : the fact that he assumed he could tell my orientation simply by situation/looks, or the fact that his utterance serves as a beacon for society's obsession with gender/sexual binary.

5a) Would I be as angry if he had called me 'bisexual'?

6) What about me screamed gay tonight? I'll take it as a compliment because the Vancouver gays I've been seeing are a good-looking group of guys, but khakis and an untucked plaid shirt don't exactly warrant my place amongst the pretty 'bois' of Vancouver!


Aside from that little incident, today was one of the most phenomenal days of ever!
I participated in a piano study on sightreading and improvising. I had a massage. I went for a walk with a friend by the ocean, on the beach, and decided I'm going to take up ocean kayaking. I had sushi for dinner and then went for cheap martinis with friends.
I love the summer!

Sunday, May 09, 2010

Tennis Scotch!

A friend and I were playing tennis against the wall of a school today. It was great fun, but the wall always seemed to beat us...

My friend came up with a delightful and challenging new game that we call Tennis Scotch! As you may have guessed, it's a cross between tennis and hopscotch.

Instructions:
Using the tennis racquet, you must bounce the ball on the numbers in order - always increasing one number per round. If you don't get it on the right number, you have to start again at one.
Neither of us won; I made it to 6 twice, but there were 8 hops/scotches.

With practice, we will get better and then add in other challenges, including, but not limited to: drinking scotch, eating butterscotch pudding, something to do with scotch mints... The possibilities are endless!

Thursday, May 06, 2010

Exciting Projects

Vancouver has not been short of opportunities for me since moving here. If at all, I've only had momentary thoughts about not having something to work on or be involved in - and the summer is no different.

I've had the fortune of becoming involved with the Vancouver International Song Institute. I've been helping to organize an exciting workshop focusing on the interpretation of songs by living composers preferably with texts by living poets.
The workshop will feature baritone Michael Broder, mezzo-soprano Gayle Shay, and pianists Alison d'Amato and Laura Loewen, and will be moderated by Canadian radio broadcaster/comedian, Tetsuro Shigematsu.
The workshop will be a reading session with an American Idol style panel: a composer, a poet, and an audience member. Not only is it a great opportunity for composers to have their works performed by professionals, but it will be a great grounds for discussion and exploration of interpretation!

It's exciting to see how what was only an idea last week, has really materialized through the ideas and resources of the committee I'm involved with. I'm beginning to see lots of opportunities not just as a composer, but as an advocate for new music in general!


Sunday, May 02, 2010

School is done and I'm not going to talk about it!

I've rediscovered my love for the t.v. show Married With Children!
It's fantastic, and I will not hear any nay-saying about it.

I'm excited to get into the full swing of the summer:
The other day, I went for a picnic with some friends on the beach and we played frisbee. As you may know, I tend to swear... a... lot, especially during competitive things. With board games, this is ok because we're usually in a private residence; when I play foozball, it's in a bar, so it's not out-of-place; when I'm playing ultimate in a public park with families and children running around... OOPSIE!

This is very much going to be like a childhood summer - I don't really have to work, and I don't have school - I basically get to do whatever I want for the next few months. I'll still be teaching piano and I'm taking a German course in May/June, but the majority of my time will be free.
I want to play as many gigs as possible. I will be writing as much music as possible also.


So, a few weeks ago, my new choral pieces were premiered. Even if you weren't able to make it, you can hear them now:
Click Here and listen to the first two audio boxes on the page.
Apparently, they were well received - or so said Ernest Whitmore (American Guild of Organists) when he described them as "incredibly creative and polished pieces."
Hooray for publicity!

Monday, April 26, 2010

surreal

I have a paper due tomorrow. It's almost 11:30pm and I'm still not done.
Surprise, surprise - I'm blogging!

It just strikes me as so surreal that I'm finished the first year of my doctorate. While I'm just finished the first of four years, the coursework only lasts two years, and the work I'll do on my thesis will hopefully be like what I'll be doing after graduating, so really, I'm pretty much halfway through the university part of it...
Ok, wishful thinking aside, time is going by so quickly!

Anyway, the front yard is filled with tulips and greenery, I see more and more people wearing shorts every day - summer seems to be upon Vancouver!
This should be a fun one!

Saturday, April 24, 2010

Official Apology

I should be more careful to not offend my readers..

I apologize for any comments I may have made that might imply anything untoward about any singers who occasionally read my blog. You know I love you all - heck, you make up 60% of my readership!

When speaking of effervescence, I surely was not thinking of pet wolves, more along the lines of large birds... In a sea of singers of all types, I miss the level-headedness, cool nature, laugh, humour, wisdom, and of course great voice of you, pet wolfe. Ain't no one howls better than you at Karaoke!

Can I be forgiven?
Pleeeeease...

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Self-Review

So, as I mentioned, today I made my premiere as a baritone, haha!

Generally, the performance went quite well. One case of the giggles caused a small pause in the performance, but we regained our footing and got to the end relatively unscathed.

The piece itself was a success; the story was clear and people found it quite entertaining. I had been worried because the audience only hears half of the text. Everyone who has looked at the piece (myself, the bassoonist, and profs) have had the benefit of reading the full text, so I'm glad that I did a good enough job of doubling/implying the underlying text.

As a singer, I think I pulled it off. I'll be interested to hear the recording... I've never actually heard a recording of me singing, so it will be very... um... ya...
Hopefully there will be some salvageable bits that I can post on here and/or my website. I know that I wrote the piece, but that was way back in October; one week wasn't really enough to learn it. However, there's always the magic of character voices! I'm not a trained singer, so character voices gave me an excuse to not obsess about tone quality, etc.
As a baritone, some of those A's were awful low-feeling. I'll be interested to hear how those sound on the recording.

Long story short, this was phenomenally fun! I love performing, I love laughing, and I love making people laugh; this had all of those things in perfect harmony!

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

yearning for a simpler time

You may be surprised to hear this, but I'm not exactly a manly man...
One of the few vestiges of manliness I can boast is the fact that from the end of high school through my university years in Winnipeg, I went to a barber.

It was right next to the pharmacy where I worked. It had a traditional spinning barber thingy, and kitschy signage indicating the name - "Nick the Fiddling Barber's". Nick was long since retired; the barber's name was Phil and he helped me through some of the worst hair disasters of my life: 2 drunken haircut escapades where I let friends play with scissors, as well as the day I let some co-workers dye my hair blond with the expired "Blondissimo" we had pulled off the shelves.

Phil was a master at barbering. I never doubted his skill, never was disappointed with his work, and was never uncomfortable in his chair. If I needed to be chatty, he had stories and friends in all walks of life and professions. If I was pensive, he has philosophical queries and ideas to ponder - all of which could be resolved with a witty one-liner before standing up out of the chair. If I wasn't particularly sociable, he could shoot the shit about the weather like the best of them, or he could make a silence completely comfortable.

Since leaving Winnipeg, I've never really been satisfied with my hair-shortening experiences. Most stylists are baffled by the concept of tapering the back; 'why on earth would he want that?', 'how the heck are you supposed to do that?!?'
I could continue complaining, but that take too much effort. Long story short, I've been yearning for that simpler time... so when I realized that there is a barbershop called John and Nick's Barber Shop less than a 5 minute walk from my house, I needed to give it a try.

I sat at Nick's chair. He looked almost exactly like the young barber in that Seinfeld episode. I appreciated the efficiency of the cut, the sterile coldness of the barbershop, the olde-style chair. The cut was classic and good, but the experience wasn't like home.

In the end, no complaints, but I'll continue my search for the hair-shortening method that is right for me. I might go back to that Future Hair Training Centre I went to last time around; it's hard to beat a 7 dollar haircut...

Sunday, April 18, 2010

My début as a chanteur...

I've always sung in choirs, taken some singing lessons, and in undergrad I spent most of my time with the singers. Their quirky ways, the high drama, the loudness, and the effervescent airheadedness make me feel at home.
(you know I love you all)

But other than choirs, I've never really sang on my own for a recital or something. Well, that will be changing on Wednesday.

Gramps Ain't No Namby-Pamby is a duet I wrote for Bassoon and Baritone earlier this year. It's been finished since first term and I've had a bunch of baritones willing and interested in singing it, but the actual performance date has taken far too long to materialized. It wasn't until last week that the April 21'st performance date was confirmed.
On a week and a bit's notice, I got a mezzo soprano to agree...
[the two roles in the piece are grandfather and grandson, so this was kind of a gender-bending version]
long story short, a week and a bit was not enough time, so as of last night I will be performing the piece. I ran it through with my bassoonist and we're confident it will be pretty spectacular!

With any luck, Wednesday will be recorded and I can put up a recording. This is going to be a gong show, but in the best way imaginable!

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

The animals that punctuate our lives and blogs


I just heard a noise in the living room...
who or what could it be?

OSCAR!

My long-time blog readers may remember Oscar from Christmas of 2006 when I housesat for my friend, Binky. Oscar is her cat and he is pretty awesome. As you can tell from the picture, he doesn't like the camera flash.


Growing up, there was always a pet in the house, be it a dog, cat, or budgie. Living on my own, I haven't had the time or money to take care of a pet; I've survived, but I was happy to have the chance to cat-sit for a few weeks. My roommate and I have been enjoying his antics since he arrived earlier this morning and he seems to be adjusting well to his temporary home.

As I looked up 'Oscar' and 'cat' on my blog history, I was reminded of the different stages of my life that Oscar has been involved... [dream sequence]...

December 2006 - January 2007
I housesat for Binky. This was my first time actually living away from my parents' home, other than a summer camp type experience. Wow, it wasn't until 23 that I flew the coop... Anyway - this was a nice opportunity to experience independence. Oscar kept me on my toes, barely letting me get any knitting done without attacking!

Summer 2007, or was it 2006, ya, let's go with 2006...
Binky and I went on a road trip, drove from Winnipeg to Vancouver (how apt that he should be visiting me in Vancouver this time around). We dropped him off in Saskatchewan because he didn't like the car very much... It was during his stay in Saskatchewan that he developed his habit of spitefully shitting on beds. He only did it twice, but it was done with such malice!

Today
I suppose that's not all that many times he's appeared on my blog, but he's my favorite cat nonetheless. I took that picture about an hour ago - he was lounging atop my piano. I'm glad I had the foresight to press in the silent piano pedal.... he just plopped himself down on the entire middle register of the piano!

Sunday, April 11, 2010

Surviving and flourishing

So, I survived a rather full week of practicing and performing.
Not just survived, it was actually pretty successful.

A mixture of brutal honesty and high standards for myself mean that I feel like I could have played better, but I'm happy with my level of performance and so were others.

The whole experience taught me a lot and gave me a bunch of constructive experience. It was wonderful experience working with some highly skilled musicians. Few rehearsals meant that we had to get the most out of each time we met. As a performer, I experienced the full gamut of composer interactions - from the composer I only met on the night of the concert after we had played, to the composer that attended multiple rehearsals and wanted to be involved at every step of the learning.
As I played in my own piece, I was happy with the balance we struck within rehearsals. Not that there was any real chance, but I wasn't a control freak; I was open to critique and interpretations, and the other players were happy to join in that creative collaboration that is music making.

With all that said, I look forward to doing this again in the future. I love playing new music and I really enjoyed the process of premiering some new works. While it was great to play my own piece, in the future, I will prefer for my works to be played by other performers; the more people who play it, the wider the spread of that music. I don't think I'll ever want to premiere my own piece, but this had been performed before, so it was nice to have stepped into that other role this time around.

Thursday, April 08, 2010

Today's the day of the big concert. My dress rehearsals went quite well and I'm feeling prepared for tonight. Since they started so early and I went to bed quite late, I came home and napped. I'm going to practice a little bit more to secure up some sections.
I still haven't decided if I'm really one of those performers that practices right up to the last minute, or if I need to leave things a bit to breath before the performance. It all depends on how prepared I am to begin with. Part of me wants to relax for the rest of the afternoon, but I shan't allow it!

Tomorrow I only have one piece to preform in a concert, same thing on Saturday; I feel like the year is starting to wind down.

Sunday, April 04, 2010

Almost feels like autopilot

This weekend was almost thoughtless in terms of dedicated practicing. I had a couple hundred pages of ballet music to review/learn for the workshop I played today, as well as rehearsals and a creative meeting with an artistic collaborator of mine. I plugged away at the work I needed to do and I got it done.

Today was the ballet workshop. It went well, though it ran overtime through my breaks. My arms and brain are tired, so I won't be practicing tonight.
At the same time, I need to start doing some reading and research for a final paper.

Oh ya - I never updated, because nothing happened...
That string of bad luck my quartet was having.... well, it ended before it got to me. I suppose bad things do come in threes, so I'm lucky to be the fourth member of that ensemble!

Wow, I'm really scatterbrained right now - probably shouldn't be trying to blog, but oh well!
Good night!

Tuesday, March 30, 2010

I must have a lesson tomorrow, I'm procrastinating like nobody's business!

Website update:
the dot-com is out the door and the new version is available here:
Short and sweet! The website has some more information on it - a bunch of the formatting stuff is fixed and it's a lot easier for me to work with, meaning I'll keep it more up-to-date.

Really, as if I didn't complain enough about the one 9am appointment I had....
They booked me for a diabetic retinopathy check-up tomorrow at 9:15 am. I have a lesson tomorrow and I'd really like to pull an all-nighter... Tomorrow is going to suck eitherway. If I stay up and get lots of work done, I'll be tired for a super long day tomorrow filled with pupil dilation, lesson, rehearsals and teaching OR reveal to my teacher just how little I've been focusing on composition lately...
Both are horrible options.

The scariest part is that I don't have money for diet coke - my paycheck still hasn't come through and it's almost 24 hours late. I will have to eat 2 meals on the go tomorrow, it would be much much much easier if at least one of those could be bought - so I'm really hoping that the money is there when I wake up. Actually, I'll sleep much better if it's there before I go to sleep.

Anyway - time to work!
Yesterday morning, I had a first appointment with my new Vancouver endocrinologist. The only complaint I have is that it was at 9 in the morning!

Obviously they don't know me very well. Really - first thing in the morning? hours before I normally wake up? What silly scheduling!

He was super nice and our diabetes aesthetic approaches are in line - something I've lost sight of recently:
Diabetes should be something that is incorporated into one's daily life. Considering it is something that you'll live with for the rest of your life, obsessing over it will cause more stress than it will benefit.

Over these last few years, I've been getting more and more caught up in the diabetes blogosphere which seems to be characterized by the control-obsessed minority if diabetics out there (no offense intended). I'm certainly not defending the considerable portion of the diabetic population who are ignorant of their own condition and don't put in the effort to make any improvements whatsoever, but I notice myself obsessing and it leads me - not to improvements, but apathy.

There are many routes to success in life and diabetes. At this point in the road, it's good to remind myself that the obsessive route isn't the one for me. The route of regularity is also not mine, at least not at this point in my life... I'll continue to search out my route; maybe I've already found it and just need the words to describe it. Who knows?!

Sunday, March 28, 2010

Am I Superstitious?

I'm not really a superstitious person.
With that said, I'm sure that some great tragedy is going to befall me next Sunday.

For Sonic Boom, I'm playing in a quartet - piano, violin, cello, and clarinet. Slowly, each member of the ensemble has been picked off with an instance of bad luck.

Rehearsal One:
Violinist arrives frazzled, having rushed to find a replacement instrument after their violin mysteriously went missing.

Rehearsal Two:
Cancelled the morning of; cellist goes to hospital with severe stomach pain.

Rehearsal Three:
Clarinetist arrives frazzled, having been in a mild-to-moderate car accident earlier that day.

Rehearsal Four:
To be continued...

Saturday, March 27, 2010

Pianotastic!


Here is the promotional poster for Sonic Boom 2010.
The festival is fast approaching and I am excited to be a part of it in different capacities - I will have one of my own pieces performed, as well as I will be playing in 4 pieces as a pianist.

April 8th is the day to remember, so if you're in Vancouver, come on out to The Western Front.

The first 2 weeks of April will be very intense for me - a full-day ballet workshop, Sonic Boom, and accompanying a violin recital, but I'm up for the challenge!
The rest of the month doesn't really calm down much. A final student composer concert to help organize, the premiere of my new choral pieces, and wrapping up the academic year will keep me on my toes.

In other news, I have an appointment with my new endocrinologist on Monday at 9am. First off - why so early?!?!?! Second, I almost forgot. The bloodwork is from a while ago, so good thing I didn't have to do fresh stuff. 2 days of sugar/food records will just have to be enough. in all honest, diabetes apathy is at an all-time high - I haven't seen a diabetic counsellor or social worker in a long time and I think it's about time I change that. I WANT diabetes to be more or a priority than I've let it be lately, I just need help to make that happen.


I'm sorry I haven't been blogging as much as I would like lately... I'll try to have little updates more often.




Saturday, March 20, 2010

Two new additions to the living room.

1)The long-awaited piano.
It makes me incredibly happy! The silent feature is awesome and there are not enough words to describe how helpful it is and will be.
It looks super shiny, but it's actually 32 years old - I checked the serial number and it was made sometime in 1978. Nevertheless, it sounds good and the action is clean and responsive. With a big concert only 2 and a half weeks away, it could not wait any longer.


Sitting on the music stand is the newest knit creation. His name, in my mind, shall be Teddy Chach. I made him for a friend who is expecting a baby any day now. It was a bit of a fiasco getting the stuffing... I called about 5 or 6 craft places within reasonable travel distance, but they were all sold out and waiting on backorders for the last 2 or 3 weeks. I imagine that there was some kind of trade embargo on polyester, probably stemming all the way from the 60's, something to do with leisure suits...
Anyway, I finally got a call from one of the stores, informing me that they had finally gotten the shipment in, but it was too late. My mother solved the situation. She sent me an Easter care package which was tenderly packed with polyfil stuffing! It was the perfect amount to stuff Teddy Chach and some left over for my next project!

Anyway, things are going well and my roommate and I are both excited to have the piano in the apartment, though it means we have to redecorate/shift furniture around, but that's not much of an inconvenience!

Wednesday, March 17, 2010

excitement!

So, this had better be the last post I have to write about being excited for my piano....
I finally have the money put in the right places.
Despite my schedule running almost straight through from 11am-8pm, I'm going to try to squeeze half an hour in at the piano store so that I can get the paperwork done for the rental. Hopefully, I'll be able to get it delivered by the end of the week, or weekend.

Saturday, March 13, 2010

Minestrone Soup

So, I mentioned that I was going to make Minestrone soup a while ago. It took me a while to get around to it, but I did it today!

Actually, instead of using my big soup pot, I used the other toy I bought from the thrift shop that day - my slow cooker!
I made a few changes... well, a lot... but it turned out super delicious!

I used a different brand of Italian dressing, sorry Kraft.
I didn't have celery at all, so I left it out.
For carrots, I picked them out of my frozen California mixed vegetables.
I used chicken broth instead of vegetable, and I got confused as to whether all broth is concentrated, which I've concluded it is if it comes from a can.
I used egg noodles instead of pasta and I completely forgot the parmesan cheese and Italian seasoning, though I have some parmesan that I can add into it when I eat it.

The biggest problem though, was that the recipe was meant for a much larger slow cooker... there was actually no room for any water. I cooked it anyway and then I just added water when I served myself a bowl.
I'm actually happy it turned out that way; it tasted great AND now it will be easier to store - it's like a canned soup, just add water and heat!

In conclusion - the recipe was SUPER EASY and tastes great.
I'm super glad my slow cooker didn't start a fire - you never know what you're getting from the thrift shop...
In another conclusion, slow cookers are the greatest thing ever - The soup literally only took 15-20 minutes of prep and then it was delicious the next time I opened it up! Best investment ever!

Friday, March 12, 2010

a weekend for resting

So, last weekend, I did 90% of the work for my choral piece - I had set the deadline as Monday. Saturday night, I was up until 8am before sleeping and then I finished the piece around 4am Sunday night/Monday morning.
Next on my list was a paper due on Thursday. It took me all of Monday and Tuesday to do the readings. I figured I had all day Wednesday to write the paper, but surprise, I had classes and teaching in the evening. I got a wee bit done, but it wasn't until around 9 or 10 that I started writing. It wasn't that long of a paper, but it took me until 10 am to finish. I gave it a quick once-over to make sure it made sense, printed it.
I set every alarm I had in my room and went to sleep, knowing I could get 2 hours of sleep before class at 1:30. The class was very long, I drank a lot of coffee and I made it through the day, going to bed at a normal time.
I slept for 11 hours and it was great!

Even though I'm not tired tired, I'm feeling a little worn down.
(oops, started writing this hours ago and forgot to publish, so I'm publishing now and not finishing this train of thought...)

Monday, March 08, 2010

I was up until 8am last night. I then slept into the afternoon and started working again. It is 1am right now and I feel very close to being finished. This has been an intense end of the weekend, but I feel enlivened. I need to remember to not get myself caught up in writer's block or procrastination - it's much more rewarding to just ignore them. Let's hope I can remember that when I don't have deadlines looming.
Tonight will see a much earlier pillow-time, but the deadlines aren't gone for another few days. Once this piece is finished, there are many articles to read and a paper to write, as well as piano pieces to learn, etc.

Good night!

Sunday, March 07, 2010

I'm actually getting work done tonight and I think I can get the piece finished this weekend.

In other news, I got lightbulbs today.
Normally, this wouldn't be newsworthy, but I had been without switch-operated lighting for over a week. Just days before the ceiling light burnt out, I had bought a floor lamp for my room; because of this, I did not treat the light burning out as the tragedy it truly was. For a short while, since we had an electrician staying on our couch, I debated the possibility of changing the wiring so that the light switch would control my lamp as a viable alternative to getting new light bulbs. Laziness prevented this from actually occurring.

Since going off the pump, I've been using Lantus from the 10ml vials. While the syringes were a nice reminiscence for a bit, I've been missing my fancy Eli Lilly pen that I was using for Lantus when I was in Ontario. I hope I just left this in Winnipeg during the move, and didn't throw it out. Anyway, I can't make sense of why, because I store it in the fridge, but the vials of Lantus seem to be expiring or losing efficacy near the end of each vial... after 2 days of high sugars, I finally switch bottles and my sugars magically return to normal. Long story short, they now have the Lantus in prefilled pens - 5*3ml - and I got those yesterday. They actually include a disposable pen with each cartridge - seems a little wasteful, but then again, what isn't wasteful about prescription packaging! While these pens aren't as nice as the Lily one, they're decent - a big step up from the previous Solo star pen I used a few years back!

Oops, I got distracted - back to work with me!

Saturday, March 06, 2010

Procrastination has been high lately, mostly because I have to finish a choral piece this weekend... ie by tomorrow. It's a monumental amount of work, but I'll make it happen. I'm already a week behind my personal deadline for this piece, and I'm not willing to postpone again!

I went with my roommate and a friend to Costco today. I bought lots of diet coke, so all-nighters will be fueled this weekend.

Piano rental shopping was a little ridiculous. Last year, my roommate and I paid for delivery in advance and then paid a monthly rental rate, ca 35$/month. At the first place I went, the rate for the piano I wanted was 59$/month, but they had a 500$ non-negotiable deposit. I was not expecting this, so I couldn't just go ahead. At the second place I looked, they had no deposit, but the rental rate was a whopping 180$/month for a similar piano. I called a few other places to find out that they mostly all have similar deposits, so I will suck it up and rent from the first place.

Now, about the piano:

Yamaha Silent Piano, google it!

Apparently, the technology has been around for 20 years, but no-one really knows or talks about it. There are tons of forums online for people looking for a good quality digital piano because they need it to be silent, but they're unsatisfied with the action/feel. For a long time, 'apartment pianos' have a mechanism that puts a felt cloth between the hammers and the strings so that it sounds a lot quieter, but this slows down the hammer movement and it's still audible.
The piano I will be getting is actually SILENT! With the silent pedal engaged, the hammers stop a few millimeters short of the keys - you get the same feel of the piano action, but none of the sound. At the same time, there are optical sensors underneath, translating the key and pedal motions into midi information. It has midi in/out so I can make the piano sound however I like through the speakers, but more importantly I can hook it up to do notation on my computer. Basically, the piano has everything I could want. When I get my next paycheck, I'll be acquiring said piano!

Ok, back to composing...!

Thursday, March 04, 2010

lab results are in...

I got a referral appointment acceptance letter from my new Endocrinologist's office today. That was super quick, but I guess they were just waiting for the results from my latest bloodwork.

Speaking of, I also got the results of said bloodwork, which was for Cholesterol and Creatine. My creatine is fine, but cholesterol is teetering just barely outside of the happy range.
[Michael, take this as a kick in the butt and make that lifestyle change thing happen!!]
I'm not sure if it's so bad that they'll be putting me on a prescription, but I'm hoping I'll get an ultimatum. As in, I want to give myself that ultimatum, but it sounds more convincing from a doctor...

In reading up on how to raise my good cholesterol and lower my bad, I found that people should avoid a diet where the majority of calories come from carbohydrates...
I know the answer, but is it bad that my brain followed the logic thusly:
'Grain alcohols like rye have calories but no carbs, maybe I should just drink more...'?

I know it seems like I'm treating this too flippantly, but welcome to diabetic apathy! I'm fighting it every step of the way.

Sunday, February 28, 2010

Fin des olympiques!

After a relaxing two-week reading break, the Olympics have come to a close. In their wake, I have an Olympic amount of work coming at me this week.

I will be finishing the second of my two choral pieces within the next few days.
On Thursday, I will be presenting/leading the discussion in my seminar class.
For my contemporary players course, I will start learning one or two new pieces to be performed sometime this next month or two.
I will be learning 4 pieces (one of those is my own Piano Trio) for the Sonic Boom new music festival, to be performed on April 8th.
I still need to line up a baritone for my conversational piece 'Gramps Ain't No Namby-Pamby'.
I will be teaching piano lessons on Tuesday, Wednesday, Friday, and Saturday.

Because of the piano-heavy nature of my tasks that lie ahead, I'm going tomorrow piano shopping. Ish. The piano-teaching income, in addition to helping pay down debt, will free up some budget room to rent a piano. I've been finding it increasingly hard to survive without a piano. Nevertheless, I have and I will continue to do so, for a short while longer. With any luck, I'll have a piano by next week!

Thursday, February 25, 2010

Often times, I read online about other bloggers who grew up with diabetes. They have a special, close connection with their parents - specific to diabetes.
I am jealous of that.

Whenever I talk to my parents about diabetes, it's not much different than talking to strangers. They have some basic knowledge about it, but it's from standards that were in practice 10-20 years ago. I also get frustrated, because they treat my diabetes like they did when I was 12...
This is my own doing.

I'd always been a decently well-behaved kid, but I was fiercely stubborn and independent. In my teens, this became even more prominent. At some point, my parents much have perceived an ultimatum:
'Do we continue pressing Michael for information, struggling to get blood-sugars out of him, peering over his shoulder to see what his reading was, reminding him to test, asking him to write down his BGs, take his insulin?
or should we trust that he can take care of himself and hope that he will become slightly more open?'
I don't want anyone to mistake the second option for 'giving up' because it certainly isn't. They knew that I was testing regularly and taking my insulin. I had shown that I was proactive, I would get my own juice if I was low, they would find juice boxes and granola bar wrappers lying around which they knew meant I had treated a low. Looking back, it's clear that they were trying to have an open dialogue with me about my diabetes. It's even more clear that I wasn't ready or willing to have that at that time.

My parents chose the second option. They pulled back and stopped pestering little Michael. I was relieved and happy. I continued doing everything the same, maintaining decent control and strengthening my independence and problem-solving abilities.

Reverse psychology actually worked - I started writing my BGs down in the book. When they weren't always asking to see my glucose book, I was more free about leaving it lying around. I honestly don't know if they were looking at it or not when I wasn't around.

Because of this new freedom, things got better; everyone was more relaxed and our non-diabetes relationship improved. Diabetes was my private, autonomous area.

Now, this is the part I regret....
Independence turned to isolation.
While I was opening up, I wasn't making it apparent. I secretly craved that overseeing that I had fought so hard against. Nevertheless, I continued to do everything myself. Every successful diabetic moment reinforced my independence. Where my parents had once attended Endocrinologist appointments with me, now they were only getting the A1C number. As long as that number wasn't going up, they were happy. That became their sole measure of my diabetes, and it started to have less and less tangible meaning. It certainly had no bearing on my day-to-day life.

This is where my parents and I are today, and have been for the last decade or so.
I love them dearly and I'm grateful that they've helped me become so independent.

I just feel that there is no one in the world who knows about my diabetes. I remember once being in the hospital and the doctor wanted to take me off long-acting insulin and put me on a drip. I was naive enough to think that they knew what they were doing. It was the worst control I've ever been under!
Sometimes you just want to feel like there's someone out there that's got your back...

One more thing - I love(/hate) the online community, but even there, there are so few friends who share my situation. Most diabetic bloggers are people who've come into it later in the game. I only have one real life friend and follow one blogger (Kerri at SUM) who are Type 1 since childhood. It may seem super picky, but I think when you were diagnosed makes a huge difference in how you live your life.

Ok, enough blabbering for today. I don't intend to sounds down on myself here, I just realized that I've never blogged about this in detail and it's something that is a huge part of me as a person.

Sunday, February 21, 2010

Post 950

As the first half of my Olympic sized (2 week) reading week comes to a close, I realize just how little I've gotten done, and how quickly time passes!
I've gotten some stuff done, but the bulk of everything will happen this week.

Keeping me looking forward is the confirmation of my first professional, paid engagement as a pianist. Though I've been paid to play piano before, that was always within the educational system - school recitals or festivals.
I will have more details as they come together, but I will be playing three pieces in a concert at one of Vancouver's new music festivals in April.
I'm reasonably certain that getting this gig had something to do with the success of the 'Michael Park and Friends' concert, which was one of my intentions: to promote myself through that concert in order to get further professional opportunities. While the upcoming concert is an end in itself, it also presents further opportunities to promote myself for additional opportunities. Hooray for feet in doors!

In other news, one of my nearest and dearest friends recently got engaged. Suffice it to say, no one ever thought they would see the day that she would settle down, but that day has come! This is such exciting and happy news, I can't wait for the extravagant party that will ensue!

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Slowly getting into the Olympic spirit

I'm not a big sports person... that is, I'm not really interested in sports at all.
The Olympics haven't really changed that, but I'm getting more into the Olympic spirit. I've even watched a few events with online streaming; more accurately, I've looked at the screen and paid slight attention when my roommate is engulfed in the events coverage.

It can be argued that the olympics have had either a terrible or wonderful effect on my sleeping habits. This is because I am taking advantage of the free things that the city has to offer lately.

The other day, I went zip-lining over downtown Vancouver!
It was free, but you had to wait in line to beat the crowd. It opened at 10am, so we got there at 7:45 am to secure our spot in the line. There were about 40 people in front of u
s, so we we zipping sometime just before 11 am.
I drank a lot of coffee, but it was still super early for me!

Tonight, I am faced with a similar challenge - another fantastic opportunity tomorrow morning. Some friends and I are going to see a taping of Stephen Colbert, but they tape at 9am, so we're leaving at 7:15 am... YIKES! Nevertheless, he is my favourite television personality so I will surely be there!

Ok, enough about the mornings.
There is a new addition to my animal family: a teddy bear.

His name is Ghetto Bear.

He is pretty awesome, in case you can't tell.

My roommate made his sunglasses because I am not good at making eyes and noses. They were creepy, but now they're cool!

Much like the elephant, he has multiple colours.
It's hard to have enough yarn for a whole project...

There is another bear that is all one colour in the works. I'm just waiting to get fiberfill instead of plastic bags because I'll be giving that one to an infant - safety first!

Anyway, off to bed for me; nobody wants a cranky Mikey tomorrow.

Monday, February 15, 2010

The Low that Your Body Fights!

Yesterday, I did an intense Kung Fu class. I ache from over-using muscles I didn't even know I had, haha!
Exercise effects you differently depending on intensity, but this time my sugars were elevated for the rest of the day. They had come down in the evening and before going to bed, they seemed to stabilize around 5.6 mmol. I went to bed sore from Kung Fu, but comfortable.
About an hour later, I woke up cold and my jaw was shaking, feeling kind of nauseous. I had a feeling I was low so I tested and was 5.4 - certainly not low enough for this reaction and seemed to be stable. I drank some water and readied myself for vomiting, but that just wasn't right. I tested with another machine and I was 5.7 - everything seemed stable as a mule.

Luckily, I've had this type of low before - the only reason your sugars are stable is because your body is turning its glycogen into glucose like nobody's business! This takes a LOT out of your body, so you feel horrible.
I was so tired, but I couldn't allow myself to sleep - my body couldn't keep it up; if I went to sleep, I likely wouldn't wake up.

I poured myself a glass of juice and drank it. Testing a few minutes later - 4.3 and dropping.
Long story short, I spent the next hour drinking juice and occasional granola bars. I would test every once in a while, but my sugars were staying the same. I stopped when my sugars went up to 7.5 and seemed to stay there between tests.
I must have consumed at least 150 carbs last night (likely more) to treat this massive low.

The rest of the night sucked. I woke up every few hours and I was unbelievably sore. Part of that was due to Kung Fu, but a lot of it was leftover from the toll this low took on my body.


In other news, today I bought a crock pot AND a stock pot from the local thrift shop!
I think I'm going to try my hand at a minestrone soup sometime in the next few days. There are a lot of recipes out there that seem quite different from each other, so I'd love to hear any recommendations.

Tuesday, February 09, 2010

I'm falling behind...

I'm falling behind... in my blogging, that is.
I've been doing pretty well with keeping up with my studies and all that.

The 'Michael Park and Friends' concert last week was a great success. I felt very happy with the performances, it was well attended, and from what I gather, it was well liked.

I'm currently writing a pair of songs for a choir at school. They will start working hard on them after reading break. I have one of them completed and handed in so they can look at it during the final rehearsal before break, and I'll finish the other over break.

I feel like everything in life is sorta, finally coming together.
Through Manitoba connections, I have a performance lined up for my thesis... 3.5 years down the road. It seems ridiculously early, but foresight is the key!

I've been teaching piano a lot lately - subbing for a friend. In addition, I have 3 students of my own that I teach privately, and I just got a job at a studio. Only one student to start, but it promises to start adding up - and it better; the studio is an hour away from home. The current 2 hours of travel time for half an hour of teaching seems like a bad balance... If I can get a few hours or more on one night, that would be incredibly helpful. The added income is welcomed, and becoming more of a priority!

This has been a busy, and slightly stressful, first half of the term, but next week is reading break and the Olympics. After the break, there will only be a month of class left in the first year of my DMA!

Anyway, let's not get ahead of ourself, Michael...

Friday, January 29, 2010

busy, busy

Around this weekend, I have three performances. I played the first one earlier today, I'm playing a Haiti benefit concert on Sunday, and the main event is my recital on Monday.

It seems the theme of my performing life has been NEW.

The pieces are new to the world - newly composed and some of them are even premieres. It's interesting to think - since some of the pieces are being recorded by the composers, I am setting a precedent for how the piece should be played. Performers often like to consult recordings of pieces they're learning, and even if they listen to mine and say, 'I hate the way he played that phrase!', I find it exciting to be part of the process.

The pieces are also new to me, in some cases very new. The longest I've been working on any of the pieces has been less than two months - learning notes over Christmas break. The shortest was a piece I played today, for which I only got the part on Monday. A few of the pieces I'm playing will only have one or two rehearsals as an ensemble before presenting them in a few days. At first, I was worried about trying to pull it together so haphazardly, but things are turning out very well so far. I definitely like this new faster pace.

When I think back to myself as a pianist just a few years ago, I played only a few pieces that were written within my lifetime, the majority of pieces I played were over a century old. They were also often played; for every piece, there were multiple recordings that I could consult. I was also much slower to learn music. Pieces and recitals fit nicely into academic years, where it took 3-6 months to learn a piece well enough to perform it.

As I am here, in the midst of a performing weekend, I can confidently say that I love the new; I love all the challenges and rewards it brings.

Sunday, January 24, 2010

So little time...

It's not overwhelming, and I still feel pretty in control, but I'm getting a wee bit uppity about some upcoming things.
On Friday, I am playing at a new music university conference at Simon Fraser University, representing UBC in a couple of pieces. I just got the score for one of the pieces the other day and I haven't taken it to the piano yet. It won't be hard to pull together for the performance, but I'm not exactly thrilled about a last-minute addition in what is already a busy week.

In terms of the 'Michael Park and Friends' concert, I feel pretty prepared for myself, but this week will feature 2 first rehearsals. Long story short, this week will simply be spent largely at the piano.
I need to spend some quality time with my 'Alzheimer Variations'. I wrote them and have played them once before in concert, so I haven't worked on them much recently. There are some difficulties that I need to work out, however, before I perform them this time around.

Of course, there is also school. Over last weekend, I became exceedingly stressed that I would have to add on a whole extra course, over an already full courseload. After all the huffing and puffing, nothing has changed; I just wasted a lot of time and breath...

While this is a fairly stressful time, I'm enjoying it. Keeping me going are the promising opportunities that are on the horizon.

Oh, I forgot to mention, over the last week and a half, I've had two sets of friends staying at my apartment. Fun times have ensued, but I would be lying if I said it didn't have an impact on how much time I've spent working. Nevertheless, it's definitely been worth it!

Sunday, January 17, 2010

Is numbing good?

I'm getting better at dealing with poverty.
I hit a low point this summer when I moved across the country without really having enough money. I broke down and cried in front of my new roommate. I rarely cry, and I can't remember the last time it was so sincere and in front of someone.
It was because I realized I was powerless, pitiful; I didn't have the money to do things I needed to do. Not having money for things I want... sure it sucks, but hardly worth getting upset over. Foreseeing that I couldn't afford rent or food or drugs upon arriving - that got me.

Today, it was going to the pharmacy and having my debit card declined. But it was different, the embarrassment and helplessness weren't nearly as strong.
I took off the non-prescription items, but the prescriptions still cost more than I had. I walked home to check out finances online. I felt a tinge of worry and the same feelings from earlier this summer, but numbed. I'm glad that I'm not letting this interfere as much with my life, but I generally don't like being numbed.

It bothers me that some people can watch extreme violence in movies simply because they've seen it so much. The idea that you can be moved less after hearing a piece of music over and over prevents me from obsessing.
But for now, I'm all right with feeling less worry, less pain, less anxiety.

In other news, things are going pretty well. I'm getting lots read, written, and even playing lots!

Monday, January 11, 2010

A Day of Opportunities

I was awoken this morning by a phone call. Long story short, I now have 2 piano students back-to-back on Fridays. I've been wanting to teach piano for the last few years, but the opportunities didn't present themselves easily and I just couldn't have made it a priority - especially without having a decent piano where I live. I will be going to their house for weekly lessons, which is not ideal, but they live decently close.
I'm glad that this adds two wonderful things to my life: Structure and Finances!

The concert I will be playing on Feb. 1st is coming together, slow but sure. Also, there were some mentions today of other opportunities for the Composers' Collective, through which I could likely pursue my piano career. I feel good about myself as a pianist - quite a difference from how I was feeling fresh out of my undergrad.

So far this year, I've played two concerts, both of which had only one or two pieces. On the Feb 1st concert, I will be playing for about 40 minutes in five different pieces. It will be a definite step up: a greater challenge. There's lots of work to do yet, and 3 weeks in which to get it done!

Thursday, January 07, 2010

A New Friend

Never satisfied to knit just the standards, scarves and mittens, I've taken on more interesting projects. Over the last few years, and especially since moving to Vancouver, I've been knitting stuffed toys. We have lots of room above the cupboards in our kitchen, so a jungle is growing there.
Lady Chach is the newest addition to the jungle.

One of my friends is expecting a second child. When they asked his daughter for name suggestions, she said 'Lady Chach". As they will not likely use that name for their child, I have taken it as the perfect name for this dandy little boy elephant!

The tale of Lady Chach, is longer than the tail of Lady Chach, which you can't actually see in the picture, but you get the point...

Lady Chach seemed destined for failure, almost from the outset. The pattern was poorly written and had mistakes throughout. I didn't have grey yarn, so I figured that pink would do. As the knitting went on, I ran out of the original pink, so I had to switch to a different shade of pink, then a fuzzy pinkish yarn, and blue for the foot pads. When it came time for the ears, a darker rose colour and purple were necessary. Before Lady Chach was suggested, he was destined to be called Patches.

Because of the constant problems with his creation, I cursed poor Lady Chach the whole time. Through his light coloured pink skin, you can see some of the darker coloured shopping bags with which he is stuffed.
Lady Chach is far from perfection, but I love him anyway!
He's just so damned adorable with his extremely dilated pupils and effeminate lashes!

For now, he's taken up residence on top of the stove fan/light, but things are always changing in the jungle. My roommate and I have plans in the not-so-short-term future to make a delightful stop motion film with the animals. Who knows what other creatures will be around by the time that happens.

For now, here is a listing of the current jungle inhabitants:

Lady Chach, the elephant
Penquin, the penguin
Pigette, the pig
a blue and yellow poison-dart tree frog
an owl
and Leo, the lion

Eventually, I'll get more pictures, but for now they need to get their sleep. And I just might follow their lead.



Tuesday, January 05, 2010

Golden Girls

I can't remember if it was my mom or my grandma that used to watch it, but I recall seeing the Golden Girls at various times. Now, I don't need to recall, because I can just watch it!

It started in Winnipeg; one of the channels was showing a seemingly non-stop Golden Girls marathon. One episode became two, two became three, and so forth.
Now, I'm working my way sequentially through the series. It will take a while, but it's good to know I have 4 great friends willing to help me through the coming months of procrastination!
As you may know, sometimes I don't get jokes and I need a diagram to explain....
Rose is amazing! Betty White's portrayal of dumb and naive is inspirational.


Every once in a while, I'm reminded:
I am addicted to Diet Coke.
It's not just the caffeine; for the first few days back, I've been having my Coffee Pu'ehr tea, which is great and delicious, but I've still been getting irritable and headachy.
I bought a bottle today and drinking it made me feel so good.
Addiction, yes. Problem, uncertain...
I don't see how this actually could be a problem. Some might say the cancer thing, but I've been drinking it since I was 8 - I figure the damage is already done.

Just in case you need something to moo or howl about, my last diet coke before today was before my flight on Saturday morning...
at 6:45 am!!!
Take that, 10am History and Theory classes!

Saturday, January 02, 2010

Feeling 'Home'

Stepping out of the airport into -30 air
lungs freezing, burning, freezing

This is Winnipeg

sitting in the back of my parents' Impala which has driven me from one side of the city to the other
watching the cold bobble-headed pig slide across the dash

This is the Winnipeg I know

watching through the frosted window, familiar scenes with subtle shifts
arriving home, entering a house filled with memories
and doilies
sleeping on a daybed, steps away from the room where I spent so many years.

This is the Winnipeg I know, but it's different

visiting
seeing friends
meeting acquaintances
spending time with remnants of a past

This is the Winnipeg I knew, but it's different, distant

Stepping out of the airport into rain-scented air
arms and back aching with the weight of luggage
carrying an old life into a new city,
little by little

This is a city I barely know, but it's familiar, closer

sitting on a bus, like a direct road to home
bags feeling lighter as the key unlocks the door
here I am

This is the city I know.

Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Magic!

What is it about magic that is so captivating?

I went to a big, shiny, dazzling spectacle of a magic show today. Two hours of pretty much every kind of trick you can imagine - Vegas style, with backup dancers and a moderately-modestly scantily-clad assistant.
It's not that I'm skeptical, but I spent most of the time trying to see the trick, trying to figure out how it's done. Mostly, I wouldn't want to be a naive observer.
At the same time, I don't want to know:

I remember when a bunch of my friends were into magic tricks as kids. I learned a few, but I was never able to get satisfaction from pulling the wool over other people's eyes. Once I understand the trick, it's ruined for me. Call me selfish, but I want to remain ignorant so I have claim to that sense of wonder.


After the magic show, I went for some food with a group of people I went to music school with. It was a delightful time and I loved hanging out with some of my most devoted readers.
A magical shout-out to Chief No-Balls, The Illustrious D, and a delightful Pet Wolf/Cow!
I believe I'll be spending new year's with the same group of people, so I'll leave that for another day.
Who knows if I'll have a chance to post again tomorrow, so 2009, I bid you adieu!

Here we go 2010!

Monday, December 28, 2009

Flavour Tripping

Have you ever heard of Miracle Berries?
They are pretty nifty!

Miracle berries make anything that would normally be sour, taste sweet. I ate slices of lemon, lime, grapefruit, oranges, and blackberries. They were incredibly sweet and delicious. I also had a sizable sprinkle of salt, which was an interesting experience; it made me salivate like you do when you have something salty, but it didn't taste overly salty.

It also took the bite off of some normally unpleasant liquids!
I hate vinegar. I hate vinegar a lot! I smelled the vinegar in the little shot glass and it smelled horrible, as usual, but then I sipped it and it was not disgusting at all. I won't say it was delicious, but it was completely different. I also drank scotch and rye - they had no bite whatsoever. This could be very dangerous... but I stayed moderate.

In conclusion, the effect was pretty super. At the same time, it reminded me that I'm not such a big fan of sweetness. Sure, I like 'sweets' as much as the next guy, but this was more of that puckery, sickly sweet sensation - a little too much for my tastes. Nevertheless, I do recommend giving it a whirl.

Happy tripping, my flavourful friends!

Sunday, December 20, 2009

Already finished with Christmas!

My parents just left to drive my sister and brother-in-law to the airport in Grand Forks. I am staying at home with the puppy dog.
I love my puppy niece. We're sitting together on the couch, having quiet time. She has separation anxiety, so having 4 of the 5 people in the house leaving at the same time was rather upsetting. I took her for a walk while they were leaving - it made thing quite a bit earlier. Nevertheless, she's a little mopey because she can tell that her parents have left.

Anyway, back to this post's title. Because H and G are gone for the holidays, we did Christmas dinner yesterday and presents this morning. My parents and I will still go to my grandpa's for Christmas eve, but it's nice to be done with the holidays.
Rather, it extends them - extra joyousness for everyone!

Thursday, December 17, 2009

A Christmas like the olden days.

I did all of my Christmas shopping today. It went by quickly because I had a very limited budget - 20$ per person for my mom, dad, and sister-and-brother-in-law.
This is the lowest Christmas budget I've had since maybe early high school or I don't know when...

When I was in high school, my sister and I were both working part-time jobs where other than 'savings', 100% of that income was expendible. I expended a lot closer to that 100% than my sister, but that's a different story altogether. Since that point, the amount we've spent on gifts for each other as a family has gone up and up. The last few years, while living in Ontario, I shouldn't have spent as much as I did, but I did anyway. Even though everyone knew my student-esque financial situation, I felt I needed to give generously anyway...

This year, I chose my budget only because that is all the money I COULD spend. Now I have literally JUST enough to pay tuition in January, not bounce a cheque that should be cashed in the next few days, and make a minimum payment on my credit card.
Now, I'm doing something that I've been thinking about for a while, but haven't had the courage to actually do - I'm taking my debit and credit card out of my wallet and leaving them at home.
It's two weeks until my payday, for which the money is already spoken. I might get some pity money from my parents, or something in christmas cards, but I'm not counting on anything.

This is going to be the christmas of no spending.

Sunday, December 13, 2009

Term is almost over...

I fly to Winnipeg on Tuesday.
I have a paper due on Tuesday.

I hope that the paper doesn't take until the very last minute because I'll need to pack, but we'll see.
I'm looking forward to friends and family, just not the cold. I think I'm becoming a wimp with weather. That Winnipeg-bred boy is disappearing. Oh well, I love an excuse to wear hand-knit items... er... winter ones...

It's really hard to believe the term went by so quickly.
Anyway, I'll post from Winnipeg in a few days.
For now, I need to work hard!

Tuesday, December 08, 2009

Lifesavers, my lifesavers.

The Illustrious D brought up a good point when he asked about the diabetes sponsorship placement program. I suppose it's not a real program, per se, but one of the biggest happenstance sponsors of diabetes is...


Lifesavers Candy!

These have been a part of my life since I was diagnosed. I'm sure I had them before, but in my mind they are tied very strongly to my condition.
They are what they are: Pure Sugar!


I know there are other products that are aimed specifically at treating low bloodsugars in diabetics, but I think these maintain a high rank amongst diabetics.

My standard for treating a low is orange juice, but lifesavers are perfect for when juice is not handy. Juiceboxes are handy ish, but lifesavers won't burst open and make everything sticky in your backpack if you sit on it... (Thanks grade 3!)

Growing up, mom always had a pack in her purse. Now, there's a pack in my jacket pocket or bag at all times.
No, this isn't one of those cheesey MasterCard commercials from a few years back. Just a boy proclaiming his love for those sweet little circles!

Sunday, December 06, 2009


I made it up and down the mountain and home again safely! The picture above was taken at the summing of Mount Gardner, on the helicopter pad.

I should have posted earlier when I was super positive about it. I'm still mostly super positive about it, but I'm getting exponentially sorer as the evening progresses. I think I'm going to down some advil and have an early night.

I had been worried about my sugars last night, but I woke up at 8.9 - a healthy enough number. I corrected and eventually had a timmy ho's breakfast sandwich to start the day off with protein. By the time we started the hike, they were down a bit and not long into the hike they were establishing that downward pattern so I started munching on the lifesavers.

Just under an hour in, I started eating a granola bar. My mouth was getting dry, I felt my sugars moving down and I was weak - I stopped and passionately told my friends that I was having serious doubts that I would be making it to the top of the mountain. I could not ask for better hiking friends. They reassured me and told me we could take as many breaks as I needed. I stopped, drank water, ate lifesavers and felt better. After a few minutes, I was happy with my sugars and we continued. A mixture of dehydration and lowering sugars does not make for a functional hiker.
Long story short, I pulled through and made it to the top, frolicked a bit, shivered because of exposed winds and impressed myself and friends at how well I did.

Diabetes: We hiked for almost 4 and a half hours. During this time, I took NO insulin and I ingested 2 packs of lifesavers, half a granola bar, and 1.5 sandwiches; about 115 carbs. My sugars never went above 6.7 or below 3.9. This, was even with the considerable decrease in Lantus, my background insulin.
Diabetes management is so much easier when you are constantly exercising vigorously. I am reminded of the summer when I worked in a factory - I barely needed any insulin aside from the background insulin.
Yet, another reason I should exercise more...

Anyway, I'm sore now, but it was well worth it. I look forward to more hiking in the new year.

Saturday, December 05, 2009

I'll be comin' round the mountain...

It's quarter after 11 and I'm getting ready for bed. This is unprecedented!

Tomorrow, I am meeting a small group at 7am to go hiking up Mount Gardner. I don't know much about what these numbers mean, but it's about 600M up and the length of the trail is 17 kilometers-ish. We're going to do it at a leisurely pace, 6 hours roundtrip.

Living so close to these magnificent chunks of rock, it's something I need to do. Why wouldn't you?!?
As someone who is out-of-shape, I'm a little worried. Nevertheless, I'm treating this as an opportunity. Either I'll be surprised at myself tomorrow and gain self-confidence, or it'll be the kick in the ass I need to get myself to be more active!

As a diabetic, there's lots to think about.
Any kind of extended exercise wreaks havoc on sugars. I remember one day, walking around downtown Vancouver for a few hours - I turned my insulin pump off and my sugars were still plummeting.
I'm packing lots of sugar: sandwiches, trail mix, granola bars, life savers, glucogel and I'll buy a thing of juice sometime tomorrow morning.
Also, I'm cutting my basal insulin by a chunk - down from 36 Lantus to 28. It will effect me for the whole day, but I think that's a compromise I'm going to have to make for safety's sake.

I hate that I have to think so much about something that should be so freeing, but a little bit of pre-planning can make all the difference.
I can't wait to get back tomorrow and have lots of stories to tell and pictures to show!

Technology illuminates creepers...

With all of my attempts at updating my website, I added Google Analytics to my website and blog so I can see if I'm actually getting any traffic.

Surprisingly, it tells me that I have some silent readers - those of you who never comment...

Don't worry, I don't know any specifics - just numbers and countries.
Long story short, I'm glad to know that people are reading.

I am motivated to make this blog even better for all my faithful readers! I've learned from previous experiences that you won't make suggestions about what I should write about, so I'll try new and exciting directions!
Starting next time...