Today I had two juries.
First was my french horn jury. I did absolutely mediocre. Totally acceptable.
Then, running 30 minutes late, was my composition jury. I had two pieces to "present" to them...one of them I actually like, the other I wrote arbitarily because it was assigned to me and I had to do it. Arbitrarily. That means I just did random shit and came up with a piece.
Question: "This is really well written for clarinet. How did you go about structuring the piece? How did it get to what it is now?"
What I really said: "Um...I um...I guess I started out with this general idea of a melody and kind of let it grow...um...then it came back a little here *gesturing at the music*...and kept going until the end when it finally culminated in the last very obvious statement of the melody."
The truth, omitted: "I waited until the night before every composition lesson at about midnight to begin thinking about what I should do to it, then I'd procrastinate with a series of family guy episodes and/or movies that I probably didn't like very much. After I finally got Finale open, I'd sit and stare at the music thinking only about how much I didn't want to do what was assigned. After that, almost as an act of defiance, I wrote random rhythms and notes that I hoped would sound awkward but have a misleading sense of depth and meaning."
What I really said didn't actually answer the question...it just bs-ed until they probably forgot what exactly they asked.
Damn it, I hate it when people like random arbitrary shit I write more than the stuff I atcually put real effort and thought into. Lame. | 
