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Importance of art in education
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My Lat concert report took place this past Friday May 5th 2017 at 7:30 PM. This concert marked the end of my Music Appreciation course assignments, and it was a pretty nice experience. The event took place at Chaffey College inside the Theatre building.there is not really much to say about the building specially when compare to my previous concert Venue “Bridges Hall of Music” in the Claremont Colleges. None the less, The auditorium itself was decent, seats were comfortable and the sound flowed nicely throughout the room. The performers enter the stage from a door located to the left of the building, and the stage itself was above the audience so everybody could see them. People from all ages attended this event, there was simply no factor on what the demographics of the audience could be determined for besides music itself. Of course my elf and a couple of other students were there because of this assignment but it was only a few of us. The rest of the audience was composed by music fans alike and the relatives of the performers. …show more content…
First there was the Community concert band, Followed by the Amanda Castro Band, And finalized by the Chaffey college Jazz ensemble. This added up to a total of 55 performers plus the conductors. Although they were 3 different groups, each one of them of them borrowed members from each other. For example: The Community Concert Band performed a cover of the famous song “Over the Rainbow” from which they borrow the performer Amanda Castro who performed most of the vocals from the show. Another example was that of David Velazquez, a professional mucisican who played the trumpet part on the song “La Virgen de La
Correspondingly, after a few songs the band responded by singing the songs that the audience liked and by motivating them to scream and cheer for them. This way the audience wouldn’t get bored and stop cheering and dancing. This event took place in a dome-shaped like place where it also holds events like bull riding. There was a floor section where the people stand and there was the seat section where it went around the place and it was fenced around. This is what Hispanics call a “Jaripeo” because you can have concerts and bull riding, which is kind of like being at the
at a rock concert. On Thursday January 18, at the Scottenstein Center in Columbus, I
On Friday November 15, 2013, I attended a concert that I found very interesting. It took place at 7:30 pm at the First Presbyterian Church of the Covenant. The group performing was the Erie Chamber Orchestra but as a special the Slippery Rock University Concert Choir was also there.
The venue was a small amphitheatre with wood paneled walls and a wooden stage with the piano situated in the middle. The chairs were covered in blue fabric. I would estimate that the venue was about one-third full, and the crowd consisted primarily of college students (although I did see two senior-aged individuals in attendance, as well). It appeared that attending the event was a requirement for a specific class, although I did not ask anyone about this directly. There was a young man sitting outside handing out some sort of attendance slips. Everyone was dressed quite casually, with jeans and tee shirts being the norm among the male population, especially. Before the performance began, the venue was very brightly lit and it was quite noisy. When the performer stepped out onstage, I was very surprised that several of the audience members were whistling and hooting, since I had read that that was improper decorum. Once Mr. Anvar took his seat and the lights went down, the crowd went silent. Between performances the crowd generally applauded, but there were always a handful of people yelling out, as well.
The approximate size of the performance space in relation to our classroom was about double the size with about 322 seats. The performer was in the center of the stage with a fortepiano. The stage was completely empty besides the instrument and a bench for the musician. The whole audience was facing the performer. There were about 300 audience members. The audience was split up in three sections: left, middle, right. The
The concert I attended was performed by a solo concert performer named Anton Nel. The date of the performance was October 8th, 2017 at 4:00 PM. The concert lasted about an hour thirty minutes and was located at Rainey Hall in Jessen Auditorium. The performer Anton Nel was a middle aged man while the audience who came to see him perform was generally middle-aged to elderly. The performer Nel is a very well known pianist who has taken his talents to several areas across the globe including Europe and Africa. Also, he has received several awards, including the 1987 Naumburg International Piano Competition at Carnegie Hall. As a UT student, my ticket was free.
While the musician?s were playing, I was surprised how the audience was. Most of the audience was talking loud, drinking alcohol and eating snacks. Some audience was even clapping hands and humming along with the song. This was quite an opposite environment compared to the concerts I went to. Sometimes the audience was so loud that I could barely hear the songs. It was interesting that even though the crowd was so loud, the musicians seemed very comfortable with it. They played the song as if the audience?s voice was also part of their song. When audience was loud, they would play loud and when audience became quite, they played very soft and tender. It might be to get audience?s attention. But, it seemed the m...
On Monday, October 3, 2016 I was privileged to attend the fabulous performance by the Pittsburg State University Jazz Band at the Bicknell Family Center for the Arts in Pittsburg Kansas. It was a beautiful evening filled with fantastic music. The concert featured many well-rehearsed songs, talented solos, and enjoyable evening for everyone who attended.
On Monday, October 16, 2017, I was honored to attend Leonard Bernstein Centennial Celebration in the June swagger gates concert hall at the University of Denver. The conductor in this concert was Joseph Martin and his assistant was Chris Ugolini. In this concert, there were several instruments used. Catherine Flinchum, Daniel Eng, Mari McCarville, and Rose Khorsandi were playing the flute. Chris leech and libra Bennett played the oboe. Max Arakaki, Leslie Kahler, Natalie Boggs, and Meggie Evans played the clarinet. in addition, kyle Przybylski played the bass clarinet and Glenna Boggs with Renee young played Bassoon. The Alto saxophone was played by Rachel Webb and Emily Nicol. Peter Davis, john burton, Austin hood, and Jordan Thomas played
Whenever kids join band, they typically have their mind set on the instrument they want to play, and for me, this was percussion. In sixth grade we had the opportunity to join band, and become part of prestigious and successful group at our school. I dreamt of being the lead percussionist and leading the band by keeping the beat and making sure everyone was always together. I had my heart set on percussion ever since I was little, seeing my uncle play drums, banging his head around wildly, hitting drumsticks so hard they broke, and having so much fun with it; I wanted to have that much fun, too.
In October, Robbie Williams came to Sydney for his Let Me Entertain You tour, which was held at All Phones Arena. For non-Sydney people, All Phones are about 15km out of the city and is part of the Olympic site developed for the 2000 games. In my opinion, it’s miles away and a total pain to get to and from however for the sake of Robbie, I was happy to make the trip.
Ever since I started band in fifth grade, I’ve always had the capability to achieve what was given to me: a hard song, solo, or other musical challenge that most kids wouldn’t want to do. I was always the one in my section to volunteer to play the solo of a song, try out for honor bands, and play the first part. My band director looked to me when there was an issue that wasn’t being resolved in my section because he trusted that I would fix it in the correct way so that it wouldn’t happen again. Today, that still happens, and I’ve continued to grow in my musical abilities.
Band for me was and is everything, at least I thought. My senior year in band I learned that band was just more than music. It is a place where you could find your second family, and I did that exactly. However I did not find that out the easy way, our band started to lose confidence as well as responsibility. All of the directors, and section leaders started to take notice of this. We could not exactly put our finger on why it was happening.
About a month into my senior year we had to compete in a voice contest called solo and ensemble. I hadn’t even looked at the sheet music or listened to the track I had to sing until around December. Once I finally decided to look at it, I felt overwhelmed. I didn’t know how to practice music like that on my own. The title was “I wonder as I wander” and I definitely felt like that described how I was dealing with this situation. I decided to seek help from my choir director and ended up rehearsing twice a week during my lunches. Each rehearsal was a milestone for me, I hit the high note I couldn’t and got down the rhythms and breathing. The contest got closer and the closer it got, the more I wanted to back out.
Once upon a time, I saw the world like I thought everyone should see it, the way I thought the world should be. I saw a place where there were endless trials, where you could try again and again, to do the things that you really meant to do. But it was Jeffy that changed all of that for me. If you break a pencil in half, no matter how much tape you try to put on it, it'll never be the same pencil again. Second chances were always second chances. No matter what you did the next time, the first time would always be there, and you could never erase that. There were so many pencils that I never meant to break, so many things I wish I had never said, wish I had never done. Most of them were small, little things, things that you could try to glue back together, and that would be good enough. Some of them were different though, when you broke the pencil, the lead inside it fell out, and broke too, so that no matter which way you tried to arrange it, they would never fit together and become whole again. Jeff would have thought so too. For he was the one that made me see what the world really was. He made the world into a fairy tale, but only where your happy endings were what you had to make, what you had to become to write the words, happily ever after. But ever since I was three, I remember wishing I knew what the real story was.