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Jethro Tull To 1812 Overature

Updated on June 18, 2012

Music. I love music. I was working on some sewing while I had my radio tuned into a classic rock station. The good sounds made my task more pleasing. I enjoy any kind of music. As a child I remember my mother always cleaning house to country music on her Saturdays off from work. Music seems to ease any job that needs to be accomplished, but there is more to music than just the shear enjoyment.

To every song there is a beat. A steady beat.

Our Mother’s constant heart beat was the first music we heard in our lives. That constant beat soothed us then and a constant beat soothes us now. We have since been mesmerized, tickled and awed by wind up music boxes and toy chimps that clang symbols and stories taught in songs.

Spiritually, we take comfort in hymns sung in angelic voices, chants sung at sunrise and sunset, even prayers sung by the beat of a native drum. Music seems to satisfy the soul and take us closer to the time, when we were in the womb, pure and nearer to the Creator.

My love for music must of blossomed during my eighth grade symphonic band class. We were not the best band around but we sure did have the best music teacher ever! Practicing was not our favorite past time in class, but he had a drive that tended to rub off on us pupils.

1812 Overture”, was the classic piece we practiced daily and often, reluctantly from the first day of that school year. However, our music instructor would break up the practice with song pieces by the rock group Chicago, BTO, or Yes, even Jethro Tull. These were the current groups of my youth. As time went on, he carefully pointed out areas in these contemporary songs that were reflections of the earlier works of “1812 Overture”.

Slowly “1812” was becoming ‘cool’.

It was some time in March when we took our Jr High Symphonic Band to state competition. I remember being somewhere near Kansas City at a big high school gymnasium. I played third chair clarinet. We were a band of about 75 suburban adolescents with our band uniforms all ironed and crisp. We wore dark blue pants or cool-lot skirts with the Levi blue and white, small checked western style shirt that snapped.

With the smell of the hairspray and Love’s Baby Soft Lemon perfume filling the air, the sounds of various musical instruments being lightly tuned, was filtering through. Our Music Teacher raised his hands to quiet us to attention. We sat still and listened to a few other bands play before it would be our turn. The tension mounted a bit as our palms became sweaty.

Most every one else in competition was playing songs on a difficulty level of 3.5 or a little higher. Level 4 was somewhat difficult. Our classic we choose to play was, of course, “1812 Overture”, and it was a 6 level of difficulty. Our Teacher never told us this until the end of that night. He wanted us to play with our passion and not to play under pressure.

It was our turn next! Our Music Teacher raised his baton and we all licked our already cherry colored lips and posed for the moment as they announced our Jr High name. Our hearts were pounding! Our eyes were all locked on our Teacher and the white baton. Then came the count!

The beginning went well and smooth. We had a strong flute and oboe section that was well blended with our five french horns. As the score played on, the symbols cast their hallow rings precisely, the tubas threw in their torrents of notes that held the music like heavy thread, the percussion answering in reply. We all were in unison with the magic of playing this piece as it was meant to be played. With passion.

Each one of us played with our heart and the emotions could be felt up to the top bleachers in the gym. We were all one in the piece and we were answering to every beat. During that performance we were pure!

We all were smiling as we obediently laid our instruments in our laps and kept our eyes on the proud and passionate gleaming face of our Music Teacher. We learned that night that music is in each of us and passion is the driving force to the delivery of the art. We ended third in competition, but first in complete understanding and joy of music.

Find the beat in your life and fuel it with passion and let the music play.


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    • backporchstories profile image

      backporchstories 6 years ago from Kentucky

      Thank you!

    • Charlotte B Plum profile image

      Charlotte B Plum 6 years ago

      Hey backporchstories!

      What a lovely hub! I really enjoyed reading it, especially of your memories of the band playing the 1812! How wonderful, and what cool memories you have. I too am a musician and it's nice to meet you!


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