Well, try to forget what I said. Today the tuner was nicer to me, so I'm more inclined to believe that it is accurate. That's logical, right?
I noticed a curious phenomenon while practicing this evening. The flute makes a funny, unpleasant buzzing sound when playing fortissimo. Perhaps it would be better to state that I cause the flute to make an unpleasant buzzing sound when playing fortissimo. At this point of chop rebuilding, it is quite difficult for me to know what is my fault and what I can blame on the flute itself. If someone out there is reading and has an idea how to make such a determination, I'm all ears, er, eyes.
On my menu today were long tones, T and G Number 4 and Bach C Major Sonata (second movement). I then listened to one of my several Bach Flute Sonata recordings (Petri Alanko). I was both awed and saddened. Such ease of playing! While I sound like I'm struggling, Mr. Alanko sounds almost flippant. It's probably not realistic for me to strive for such perfection, but I would love to be able to play with that kind of fluidity (or be in the same solar system).
I had a new patient today who is a music teacher, and a flutist, no less. We bonded as I told her about my renewed interest. I hope I didn't make her visit too much about me, but I couldn't help myself. She seemed to enjoy the conversation, as well.
Tomorrow I try some more flutes. Keith, being the practical anchor in our relationship, has reminded me again and again that I can't buy a flute until after we move. It is, of course, prudent to wait. He even offered to read the definition of prudent to me. I just think we can afford it and I should have it. That's a good argument against prudence in my opinion. Anyway, Ms. Trimber has given me permission to hang on to the TJ/Hammig until Sunday. I'll continue to work my magic with Keith until then. He says he reads my blog. This is a good test :)
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