>I’m such a band geek.

I played flute in school, and I LIVED. FOR. BAND. Seriously. Marching band, jazz band, symphonic band, orchestra, pep band, etc. I did it all, and I loved it. For a long time I actually planned on making music my career. In college I played with the Indianapolis Symphonic Band, but once I got engaged to Matt, my music interested waned. Now my flute sits in the closet in my craft room, and only gets played once or twice a year. I’m saddened when I think about all those years I spent practicing, learning, playing…only to have my talent put on a shelf now. I still get out my flute and play now and again, and I always promise that I’m going to pick it up again. Play at church. Join a community band. I have yet to do any of this though…Right now my band days are buried deep in my past.

Although I no longer play, my band geek-dom can’t help but rear its pimply head from time to time! Now and again I jump into stories that begin, “This one time at band camp…”, and I still enjoy and appreciate great music. Yesterday, I was reminded again of my geeky past when I couldn’t resist these at my local Staples store:

I apologize for the blurry picture, but I think you can still make out what the picture is of…

That’s right folks – I bought treble clef paper clips! I love them, and I don’t care what you think. These little babies make my band geek/office supply-loving heart go pitter-pat. 🙂

Geeky as I may be, I still do love music, and I will ALWAYS. BE. A. BAND. GEEK.

>My friends at work tease me about being a “band geek”. I’ll admit it – I am one, or at least I was many moons ago. I went to band camp, wore the uniform, the whole deal. And you know what? I loved every minute of it. Laugh if you will, but for a long time, being a musician was my entire life. Most of my best friends in this world are friends that I made in band. Playing my flute gave me a sense of accomplishment. As I improved, so did my self-confidence. For quite a while, I was sure that I would be a musician for the rest of my life. I had plans to go on to study music in college, even got accepted to a music conservatory in Ohio. After I graduated from high school, I even played with an Indianapolis symphonic band for a while. Since I left the ISB though, I haven’t really played much.

A lot has changed since then. “Real life” catches up with you sooner or later, and you realize that life won’t always be as fun as it used to be. You can’t always hang out with the old gang of friends, and you can’t always live rent free with your parents, and sometimes you have to put certain dreams aside to let others take form. I guess that’s what happened to me.

It has only recently hit me just how drastically my life has changed since then. My priorities are so different now. I can’t tell you the last time I even picked up my flute. I’m feeling a little sad about it now, and so as I’m writing this, I’m listening to some of my favorite songs we played back in the day. Rhapsody in Blue is on…I love that one…

As I’m writing this, though, I’m realizing that maybe I haven’t left music behind in the dust of life completely. Maybe it’s something primal, maybe it’s something about my upbringing – I just can’t let it go. Though I’m no longer creating music with an instrument, I am still enjoying it quite a bit, and great music can still take me away to another world like it used to.

Maybe a day will come when I will be able to play with a group again. The opportunity has presented itself a few times in the past few years, but it just hasn’t felt right. Then again, maybe I’ll never play again the way that I used to. I’m feeling a little sad about that right now…

I’m such a dork, but I don’t care. Today, I miss my band years. I miss creating music with my friends, and I miss the feeling of a song well played. It used to remind me that I’m part of something much bigger. Isn’t a group of musicians a great microcosm of what the church should be? Each person playing their own very different, yet very vital parts to create a fantastic song? And you know, you can’t take your eyes off the director for very long or you’ll be pretty lost. Hmmm…maybe I’ll have to think about that more.

I’m getting tired…and cranky…and reminiscent. Not a good combo. G’night!