Wednesday, December 19, 2012
Playing Like a Pig
There lies within each of us a killer instinct that has probably been rendered dormant or extinct, especially after a year or two of conservatory restraining, I mean training. Too often unchecked enthusiasm has been forbidden rather than nurtured. Instead of honing a vibrant individualistic style, trumpet players tend to share a generic musically correct monotone with almost every other trumpet player in existence. How about a nice course in pig-feeding! Let's begin a project of nurturing that inner pig within you!
Audition committees prefer aggressive, confident playing to cautious, tentative tiptoeing. A high degree of technique must be attained without losing the ability to summon instantly that dog-eat-dog, king-of-the-mountain, winner-takes-all competitive mindset. What makes our prize-winning pig so special is its amazing skill and control, in spite of its obnoxious piggy behavior. We must train the pig without killing it.
Envision a thoroughbred race horse with the eating habits of swine in the slop! You must have the brute force of a Neanderthal, yet with the skill of an Olympic athlete. You are the elegant and the visceral in one body. Your front license plate says "CHEETAHS", but your rear plate says "PIGSRUS"!!