KEVIN ROGERS: Imperfectly Perfect

A day absent blogging and I may start a habit, I've got to be careful.

Yesterday I saw Joshua Bell perform the Sibelius violin concerto...[bliss!!!]. I love that concerto. There's so much humanity in all of that piece, and Josh put so much of his own humanity into. Sometimes I feel that he gets a bad rap about things because he does things very much his own way, but personally i find that refreshing. With most violinist I sit and analyze how great they are, but Mr. Bell I just sat and listened. The best part was I could just listen and experience all of the music and all of what he was putting into it. Joshua Bell is so much more than just the word amazing...

I auditioned for the concerto competition. I wasn't too pleased with my playing, but I was relaxed. I arrived an hour and a half early and my close friend here gave me a back massage. That's definitely the way to go, get a back massage before you play...you'll be amazing.

Getting up tomorrow is going to be a hard job to do. I have enough trouble on weekdays. I think the motivation of embarrassment and disappointment will get me up.

The humidity and weather up here is summer...definitely so.

Friendship is rare, people who actually enjoy your company just because is rare. But I've definitely got such a thing here at EMF. Everyone here is very accepting of being a dork. Today some people pointed out a baby raccoon. We named he/she walter. It just seemed to fit. Afterwards we decided to go star gazing in the very back soccer field. I started to hear something in the woods, but it never came out. The sky wasn't so dark, but the trees were alive with this vibrant light show of lightning bugs. There were thousands of these lightning bugs creating this entirely random and entirely natural beauty. Sometimes we lose sight of things, but tonight I realized something and it reminded me of the movie Dead Poets Society. Robin Williams says something to the effect of, having money and a job are important to sustain life, but poetry, music, passion, and love those are the things we live for. So here I am, living for music, living for passion, living for the celebration of how entirely imperfectly perfect life really is.