Author: GoodWinds ★2017
Date: 2011-03-23 06:29
I started playing oboe when I was 11 or 12, in 7th grade. There were 36 clarinets, and because my schedule was messed up, I got into band late and had to sit in chair #35 (the girl in chair #36 didn't care). I mentioned to the band teacher that I wanted to play oboe and he almost laughed, but just after auditions (for chairs) when I landed in #2, I was the designated oboe student. To this day I can't remember why it appealed to me so, but I used to stare and stare at the oboe poster on the band-room wall...
I played a plastic school Bundy, held together by rubber bands, until my folks (bless them) purchased a professional-grade Marigaux for me a few years later.
I didn't mind clarinet (indeed, I still play it, but prefer bass clarinet...), but I guess I wanted more of a challenge. Not necessarily because it was 'more personal' or 'less crowded', but because it was Unique.
GoodWinds
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