I really enjoyed myself on the Market yesterday. Much to people's surprise I was even singing as I waited for my hands to warm up in my pockets. Why? Where did that come from? God knows. But I did! It was wet and windy and I'd had a poor playing day on the previous market day on Thursday.
The result was that my playing improved and I have come home with increased condfidence to practice hard so the future looks good. Lots of appreciative smiles and waves were on offer, particularly from children ( who are perhaps less critical than adults). With the clarinet and other wind instruments one is particularly vulnerable to nerves - at times I blow and no sound comes out- or I squeak which is even worse. This is devestating to someone on their own who sets themselves high standards.
Playing in public like this certainly is good training. If you can manage it then you will be really good with a group of other musicians. Trouble is a group isn't easy to come by when you're older and encouragement is generally in short supply as most people are so critical. Breaking this viscious circle takes some doing. You need to be very determined. . . .
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