Oberlin Blogs

I was surprised at the level of detail that goes into every inch of the piano. You can see why a good piano costs as much as a car - we spent a few classes repainting the dampers, aligning and glueing new felt to each damper (the shape of the felt changes through different registers of the piano), putting them back into the piano, and fitting them until they perfectly silenced the strings.

Oberlin students make many noises, some of them are beautiful, others, not so much. Here is a mix of some of the sounds that I like that emanate from the Conservatory practice rooms and the...

It had been at least a year since I had been in this studio though, and I was excited to bring a camera with me.

Kiwi-inspired composition.

No one looks forward to auditions. But they are inevitable.

We had about two hours to get a sneak peak of the building today, and I was absolutely blown away. Many photos inside.

Behind the scenes for my junior recital

Oh my.

A full report on my first week of classes and the semester ahead.

In this post: notes on being double-degree, funny looks, historical performance, me on a soapbox (figuratively), rants on authorial intent, more apocryphal stories, why I play the recorder, musical temperament, A440 Hz, the varieties of recorders, a picture, clips of my junior recital, and Tom DeLay dancing with the stars.

I never knew how much Randolph Coleman meant to me and how much of an impact he has made on my life until he retired.

Two more years until I graduate. (Well, three more semesters to be precise, but either way I'm over the hump.) Good thing? Bad thing? There's a saying I've heard a couple of times up in central Maine that I love: "Tough tellin', not knowin'." But I'm enjoying the ride more and more every day. Ayuh.