Dream journal

[hudebnik]

Dream: I was playing one of two upper parts on a polyphonic Renaissance piece on the alto shawm, and after a few measures in it was Sounding Good, so the director (who had been sitting in a chair drinking coffee or something) gestured to make sure we were recording and for everybody around who wasn't playing a part to shut up. By two thirds of the way through the piece, I had no idea where we were in the sheet music and was praying that my memory held out to the end. And it didn't: I botched the last few measures, but in a manner consistent with the idiom so somebody who didn't have the sheet music might not notice.