April 08, 2005

Aftermath

I was early. Which is good.
Had a bit of warming-up before the real thing.
On an upright one. Have always been practicising on an upright one.
My time came.
Walked into the studio and saw what was in front of me.
Oh Gawd. Please, NO.
Two grands, and not an upright in sight.
I wanted to run. Run and cry.
A grand is cruel.
Every tiny mistake gets amplified no matter how hard you try to subtley snuff it out.
I'm so dead. So, so dead.
Played my pieces like a feotus.
I even screwed up my last cadences.
Fortunately for me, I can be saved by my perfect pitch and aural awareness.
Phew.
*fingers crossed*

luv, tash 9:28 PM