My band life really really ended - and on a beautiful last note too. Today's college day performance was superb, considering the fact that us J2s haven't touched our instruments for more than one month and we sounded pretty horrible during the last few rehearsals. Our exponential progress never failed us, like always. Always performing up to expectations at the last minute. ;) Never mind morning assemblies. It has been a while since I stepped into the band room, and today, knowing that it is truly the last time I am going to touch the saxophone, I felt a tinge of nostalgia. Totally unexpected as the farewell mood was gone long long ago. And I was so complaining that it was a waste of time, with so many rehearsals and stoning in the backstage of the PT. Probably coz Mr Tan is leaving. His parting words were really touching, and I would have cried a few years ago. But I've learnt to hold in my emotions better in JC and spared myself lots of embarrassment. During practice in the band room, through the emo part of the passage, I felt this stirring in my heart. It was a tune so familiar and sweet, so filled with emotions that bring out memories of us slogging our guts out in the days leading to the New York competition, amazing the Americans in Carnegie Hall, wowing the audience in Esplanade and showing this piece to the school on this important day too. Too bad I was too distracted during the performance to feel the goosebumps illicited by our expressivo (thanks to my specs which kept sliding down) which everybody else experienced. 6 years of band have given me more than I bargained for, and the most important thing is, I learnt to play my best for every performance, be it minor or major ones, and to do my best in everything.
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I better stop this or I will emo the rest of my weekend away. Back to my notes!
