Post by jellar on Jan 29, 2007 8:18:35 GMT 1
If anything was better about Hircine to Varron, it was the quality of the orchestra. The more disciplined students that focused less on fighting must have had more time to think about practicing music than the Varronites. Jellar had indeed noticed less progress in his musical abilities as he began to actively attend Varron Academy, and upon moving to Hircine he felt that there was a great opportunity to do much better in his violin-playing than before. Not to mention, those in his varsity orchestra class, despite knowing Jellar's Varronian label, were considerably kinder to him than the other Hircinians in the school.
Today was early-year chair auditions to see where everyone would be sitting from the beginning to the end of the year. Jellar had practiced quite a bit for this the past week, selecting an etude by Mozart to perform for his strict conductors. Thus, he walked in the class with confidence just in time for the bell as the sound of many different notes from many different students welcomed his ears. He sat down in the back, as those seats were the only ones remaining, and dropped his backpack there and went to the cubbies to get his violin. Bringing it back to the seat, he unpacked his $2500 violin that he named May. A girl's name; it also meant 'beautiful' or 'feminine' in Cantonese.
He took the violin out, attached the should rest, took his bow, tightened the tension screw, and ran his bow on the rosin before placing the violin appropriately on his shoulder. He tuned his A string appropriately, then the D, G, and then E string. Following, he opened the thin book of music that had the Mozart etude in it and began running through a particularly hard section, letting the music resonate from his violin as his bow hair made contact with the violin strings. The level was high, so the Hircinians around him generally were not impressed as the students were in Varron. From the past few days, Jellar gathered that the conductors gave about a five minute grace period after the bell rang for students to tune their instruments and warm up. After maybe two minutes of running through the etude, Jellar felt confident and stopped, deciding to relax until the conductors came. He stretched his legs out and slumped a little bit in his chair, holding the violin across his lap, listening to his as-of-now stand partner practice some other song.
Today was early-year chair auditions to see where everyone would be sitting from the beginning to the end of the year. Jellar had practiced quite a bit for this the past week, selecting an etude by Mozart to perform for his strict conductors. Thus, he walked in the class with confidence just in time for the bell as the sound of many different notes from many different students welcomed his ears. He sat down in the back, as those seats were the only ones remaining, and dropped his backpack there and went to the cubbies to get his violin. Bringing it back to the seat, he unpacked his $2500 violin that he named May. A girl's name; it also meant 'beautiful' or 'feminine' in Cantonese.
He took the violin out, attached the should rest, took his bow, tightened the tension screw, and ran his bow on the rosin before placing the violin appropriately on his shoulder. He tuned his A string appropriately, then the D, G, and then E string. Following, he opened the thin book of music that had the Mozart etude in it and began running through a particularly hard section, letting the music resonate from his violin as his bow hair made contact with the violin strings. The level was high, so the Hircinians around him generally were not impressed as the students were in Varron. From the past few days, Jellar gathered that the conductors gave about a five minute grace period after the bell rang for students to tune their instruments and warm up. After maybe two minutes of running through the etude, Jellar felt confident and stopped, deciding to relax until the conductors came. He stretched his legs out and slumped a little bit in his chair, holding the violin across his lap, listening to his as-of-now stand partner practice some other song.