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Summer Update

We are in the land of gorgeous.  Steve and Zoe and I are in Breckenridge, CO, for the next five weeks, and I start rehearsals tomorrow with the Breckenridge Music Festival Orchestra.  I’ve been here, acclimating, since Saturday, and finding it a neat challenge.  I’ve never spent any time at this kind of altitude, and it is fascinating and hard and amazing.  I know there will be plenty of posts coming up on reeds, and oboe-y-ness - once I figure out what on earth I’m doing.  Meanwhile, I pant going up and down stairs, and the plan I had had about biking to work might be on hold for another week or so - but the playing I think will be fine.

Next Monday, however, I will be on a flight at 6am heading back to Chicago, so I can perform my “Travelogue”  recital at the Cultural Center at 12:15 (free and open to the public!).  It should be a rollicking good show and I certainly assume that I’ll be able to resurrect some sort of sea-level reed from my case with an hour or two of lead time.   Because why shouldn’t I plan a full recital, including Pasculli and Tomasi and Ewazen, when I am simultaneously playing a music festival at 9600 feet, 1000 miles away?

I love my life.

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