You know, sometimes we complain about things that aren't worth complaining about.
I have had some stressful days over the past few weeks. Often times when I am stressed, I start thinking about those who are no longer with us. One day as I began to think about my friends who are no longer here, I thought about the night that my friend Zak was killed. I was scrolling through my twitter on a stressful day, and I found the tweet that I made the day that he was taken from this earth. It read: "I've played through my scales so many times in the past week that it makes me want to vomit."
I mean, that's true. As I prepared for my third seamster jury, I played through my scales so many freaking times...I was sick of playing them. But when I look back on that tweet, I can't help but laugh at me for complaining about playing my scales. I would give so much for my friend to be here practicing his scales...I'm pretty sure that he wouldn't be complaining about practicing his scales..because that's part of what you do to get better...so why was I complaining about practicing them? Shouldn't I want to practice them? Isn't that a part of what will make me a better trumpet player and musician?
This semester, I have been working a lot on scale studies...but not just for the sake of practicing my scales. I am using them to work on volume, double/triple-tonguing, range, and anything else that you can think of..
And you know what, I'm not complaining...when I took away the mentality that I was "practicing my scales again," practicing the scale studies became a lot more fun...well, as fun as practicing scales can be...
And guess what? Working on those scale studies every single day has improved my overall playing so much!!
SO, the moral of the story is: always trust your teachers and their knowledge...and practice those darn scales even when you don't want to!
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