Made it to yesterday's recorder concert, which was in the
lobby of an assisted living facility. I was a little freaked
out when I arrived to find the rest of the group already
assembled and playing, but it turned out that the start
time had not been moved up after all; we were just running
through starts of pieces to warm up.
Gig mostly went okay despite insuficient sleep, though
I didn't play as well as I would've liked. The only really
bad bit was when I was playing sopranino recorder and a
mistake or a tuning problem distracted me and suddenly I
lost the ability to remember what clef I was reading. (For
some reason, despite my having learned treble clef first,
this only happens when I'm reading treble after just having
read bass clef, never the other way 'round. I've been
guessing this has to do with the high-pressure way I learned
bass clef ("It's four weeks before opening night -- go!")
compared to the more ordinary way I learned treble clef in
seventh-grade. You'd think I would have moretrouble with
clefs that move than I do, but knowing the clef is in an
unusual place seems to but my brain in a different mode or
something.) Fortunately I was soon back on bass recorder.
Crashed early last night, before the storm arrived (but
I did see some of the early lightning as I was falling asleep).
Not sure how hard it hit Baltimore. Although a longer stretch
of sleep than I've been able to get recently has helped a lot,
I'm still working on gathering spoons and got walloped by a
rather nasty headache a little before noon today. I took
some drugs and am going to shut my eyes again and wait for
them to work.