<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5445111944639788023</id><updated>2011-07-08T04:01:13.955-06:00</updated><category term='Cellos'/><title type='text'>Cello Style Music for All</title><subtitle type='html'>Musical musings based on the cello but applicable to many elements of life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellostyle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445111944639788023/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellostyle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Alison Reynolds</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517205514678370127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A2Waypxhhqk/SOqAO66XUmI/AAAAAAAAABM/KIvb_s0uPKo/S220/DSCN0498.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5445111944639788023.post-2674219907661616335</id><published>2009-09-13T08:42:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T09:34:10.976-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Change, the only constant element of life</title><content type='html'>That is my mantra these days as I sit waiting for my phone to ring with another job possibility. Another one could be, "this too shall pass", or one of my favorites as my kids were growing up, "it's just a phase!" All these sayings pass through my mind when the work "drought" times come and I just can not figure out my next move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, that, too, is right in front of me, turn it into music! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ahhh&lt;/span&gt;! So simple. . .or is it? When I let my mind fill up with other thoughts, it becomes very difficult to focus on other ideas. . .thus, the term, "losing focus!" I DO have that option, though, I do have a choice! Life is full of choices that we are consciously or unconsciously making everyday! We either let our emotions or outside influences make our decisions for us or we consciously make them. The former seems to be easy route. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I let myself get involved in a couple of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;arguments&lt;/span&gt; lately. I know better than that! I am not a good arguer. My emotions tend to take over and I end up sputtering and spewing words in hopes that the right ones will come tumbling out! But the right ones almost always tend to fail me at those moments because my emotions are in control!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My playing is the same way! When I get emotionally worked up, I make mistakes! It doesn't mean that I shouldn't play with emotion, but simply letting it go through me instead of "supercharging" my emotions to the point of becoming "out of control!" Instead of trying to make the music happen, I need to "let" it happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such is the way with life. . . learning to "let it go" seems to be a life long pursuit for a lot of us. Try/fail, try/fail. . .but at least one can have the satisfaction of trying. Some don't try at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, going back to the topic of music, I am going to see if I can &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;channel&lt;/span&gt; all these emotions I have been feeling lately (my horoscope warned me about this! Ha! Thanks for the warning, Zoe!) and turn them into a positive. . . .music! It could be a really interesting piece (maybe I should call it "healthcare!" Sorry, inside joke. . .I couldn't resist!) We shall see. It is not that emotions are negative. They can be very positive, IF we remain in control. I think emotions are like little children. . . left unchecked, they can create a LOT of problems! But, when they are nurtured and monitored, they can become a total joy, an inspiration. They can show us what we need to do next!So I will turn mine into music after all. . . ."Life is music, music is life!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5445111944639788023-2674219907661616335?l=cellostyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellostyle.blogspot.com/feeds/2674219907661616335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5445111944639788023&amp;postID=2674219907661616335' title='37 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445111944639788023/posts/default/2674219907661616335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445111944639788023/posts/default/2674219907661616335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellostyle.blogspot.com/2009/09/change-only-constant-element-of-life.html' title='Change, the only constant element of life'/><author><name>Alison Reynolds</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517205514678370127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A2Waypxhhqk/SOqAO66XUmI/AAAAAAAAABM/KIvb_s0uPKo/S220/DSCN0498.JPG'/></author><thr:total>37</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5445111944639788023.post-1351458506792618299</id><published>2009-07-23T07:44:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T12:23:00.294-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mistakes</title><content type='html'>I fell asleep last night thinking about this. . . BIG topic. What brought this to mind was a friend who let me know that a video of La &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cella&lt;/span&gt; Bella was finally ready! And that made me think of another video that another friend took of a concert that I recently played in. . .I made mistakes! I haven't had the courage to watch the video yet. . . I know what I did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I pondered this, I remembered a quartet member who came to me after we had played, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;apologizing&lt;/span&gt; for mistakes she had made. I said to her, "It's not about mistakes." Wow! I think I need to listen to myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music, to me, is emotion. Pure, raw emotion. It is the expression of life. It can take us places that we never thought possible. . .transporting us to another realm, another dimension! It is not about mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a musician, I  always &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;strive&lt;/span&gt; to be perfect, or at least my idea of perfection! To have every note in its' proper place and time! I have yet to achieve that but, one thing I have achieved (I think) is playing from my heart. Playing every note with emotion. I had a teacher who told me once. . ."never play a note until it is time to play that note" . . . . I think of that every time I play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to a concert once where a cellist was playing the Haydn C Major cello concerto. I have a special place in my heart for that piece. Having studied it in college, I knew every nuance of the piece. I was anxious to hear this cellists' interpretation of it. Her playing was incredible. . .every note in its' place, technically perfect. But, the performance left me cold. I felt no emotion, it did not move me anywhere! It did not send me to that special place in my mind where nothing exists but the music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were no mistakes in that performance but. . .there was also no emotion. So, music is not about mistakes, as life is not about mistakes. We all make them but do we all have the courage to forgive ourselves and move on? No one is harder on me than me. . .I easily can forgive others mistakes but can I give myself the same courtesy? In life we need our mistakes to keep us growing, in music we need our mistakes to keep us human, to keep us real, and to keep us motivated to play totally from the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I guess I should watch the video and try to simply listen to the emotion, easy to say and not so easy to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mantra . . . ."it's not about the mistakes!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5445111944639788023-1351458506792618299?l=cellostyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellostyle.blogspot.com/feeds/1351458506792618299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5445111944639788023&amp;postID=1351458506792618299' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445111944639788023/posts/default/1351458506792618299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445111944639788023/posts/default/1351458506792618299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellostyle.blogspot.com/2009/07/mistakes.html' title='Mistakes'/><author><name>Alison Reynolds</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517205514678370127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A2Waypxhhqk/SOqAO66XUmI/AAAAAAAAABM/KIvb_s0uPKo/S220/DSCN0498.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5445111944639788023.post-3773407160862217880</id><published>2009-07-14T16:08:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T16:39:27.719-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminiscence</title><content type='html'>In the last few days I have been bombarded with memories! Thanks to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cyber&lt;/span&gt; space I have reconnected with old friends mostly from my music days in Canada. "Those were the days my friends. . . ." has been my mantra. So many years ago and SO much music. It has me thinking about how music never dies, it fades a bit but it never dies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good friend of mine from many years gone by sent some lyrics for me read to read. As I read, so many other songs began popping up, all pertaining to the same basic thought. And, of course, that lead me to thinking about other lyrics that pertain to other aspects of life, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;etc&lt;/span&gt;., &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;etc&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;etc&lt;/span&gt;. The next thing I know, I am thinking about the past in terms of lyrics of songs. . . when my kids were really little (not that I EVER regret staying home to raise them, but upon the odd time I found myself missing the old "band" days) "such are the dreams of the everyday housewife. . . ." (Glen C&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;amble&lt;/span&gt;) And the lost loves in my life. . ."strumming my pain with his fingers, singing my life with his words".....(Killing Me Softly, Roberta Flack) Then the recovery (possibly from both?) "let it be, let it be, let it be , let it be! Whisper words of wisdom, Let it be. . . " And the times I ever felt my dreams were "Somewhere Over the Rainbow". Thinking of when I decided to leave Canada and all the very many friends I had there. . ."don't it always seem to go, that you don't know what you've got till it's gone. . . ."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is amazing the connections one can make with songs. Even my own ( this is for the people who knew me with Watson and Reynolds) songs. . . You gave me my smile was written for a lover from way back with whom I have just reconnected (did you know that?) Look To Your Soul. . . who hasn't done some soul searching?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But back to the songs that everyone knows. . . when I am feeling energized and positive, I think. . "you can do magic, you can have anything that you desire. . ." and then &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;for&lt;/span&gt; the days when I am scratching my head. . ."sometimes I wonder" (that's from "Mirth")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music is life, life is lyrics. Pick any aspect and there is a song! I thank my Canadian friends who have inspired me and have reminded me of their friendship, that, along with the music, will never die!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5445111944639788023-3773407160862217880?l=cellostyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellostyle.blogspot.com/feeds/3773407160862217880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5445111944639788023&amp;postID=3773407160862217880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445111944639788023/posts/default/3773407160862217880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445111944639788023/posts/default/3773407160862217880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellostyle.blogspot.com/2009/07/reminiscence.html' title='Reminiscence'/><author><name>Alison Reynolds</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517205514678370127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A2Waypxhhqk/SOqAO66XUmI/AAAAAAAAABM/KIvb_s0uPKo/S220/DSCN0498.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5445111944639788023.post-6562175707189987102</id><published>2009-06-26T09:36:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T10:05:47.717-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Introspection</title><content type='html'>Today feels so sad! Yesterday the world lost two prominent people, Michael Jackson and Farrah &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Fawcett&lt;/span&gt;. It was their time but, nonetheless the loss is heavy in our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farrah &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Fawcett's&lt;/span&gt; battle was with cancer, something I have grown to know too much about! Michael &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Jackson's&lt;/span&gt; battle was with himself. Both are tragic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people I know resent the media attention given to these two deaths. But both of these can stand as a reminder of how we live and the people we love and how we love them. Our hearts would break if we tried to encompass the sadness of every innocent and untimely death in the world. So, what we can garner from all the attention of these two deaths is to glorify in our own way all the people around us and the events that effect us every day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fame, I believe, is a big part of what destroyed Michael Jackson. A BRILLIANT musician, a trailblazer in showmanship. His real life was on stage. His other life was in the newspapers! He paid a huge price for his fame and now he can rest in peace! We are so quick to judge based on what we read in the newspapers and see on TV. The reality is that we are all human and we all suffer from a common human ailment . . . mistakes! And we all tend to judge others by their mistakes (or what we &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;perceive&lt;/span&gt; as a mistake!) It is a waste of energy! Maybe we can learn from all the attention placed on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Micheal's&lt;/span&gt;' death instead of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;judging&lt;/span&gt; it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farrah &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Fawcett&lt;/span&gt; used her misfortune to try to help others. A very noble effort as I know that treating cancer through chemo therapy is a living hell! To go through all that and have cancer come out the winner should never happen to anyone! But, it happens all the time. Farrah &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Fawcett's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;notoriety&lt;/span&gt; in death can help us remember all of those who have gone before her. . . . so many, who have fought the battle and lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am having a difficult time drawing a conclusion to this post. It will remain open. . . . . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5445111944639788023-6562175707189987102?l=cellostyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellostyle.blogspot.com/feeds/6562175707189987102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5445111944639788023&amp;postID=6562175707189987102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445111944639788023/posts/default/6562175707189987102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445111944639788023/posts/default/6562175707189987102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellostyle.blogspot.com/2009/06/introspection.html' title='Introspection'/><author><name>Alison Reynolds</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517205514678370127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A2Waypxhhqk/SOqAO66XUmI/AAAAAAAAABM/KIvb_s0uPKo/S220/DSCN0498.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5445111944639788023.post-739661571328182422</id><published>2009-04-29T09:45:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T10:21:31.443-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Music and Letting Go</title><content type='html'>We all have times in our lives when we wish we could just escape. The "down" times when life throws a curve ball and we hit the dirt trying to catch it! Sometimes it feels like that is all we get. . . curve balls! So what do we tend to do? Eat dirt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth of it is. . .and this can be easier said than done. . .we'd be a lot better off if we passed on the curve balls. Let them go! I, for one, have been trying to catch those curve balls all my life, thinking that if I could just catch this one, things will be much better. . .then I will be happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, in my older but not necessarily wiser age, I am starting to grasp the concept of "letting go." The only real path to happiness is to "be happy!" Yeah! Easier said than done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many tools to use to maintain a calm and happy mind. One way that I really like, is through music (no surprise!). If, when we see that curve ball coming, we could conjure up our favorite music and refuse to let our minds focus on that ball, we might just be able to "let it go!" How many times have you caught yourself getting lost in the music? Or listening to music and visualizing a beautiful place? The right music can makes us feel like dancing and singing, instead of crawling into that black spot in our minds. It can bring joy, it can lift your spirits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day, I was having a major battle with my computer (we tend to have a love/hate relationship!) Frustration was rearing its' ugly head! So, I took a break and sat down with my cello and focused totally on playing. I heard every note, felt every vibration and, for a while, was totally consumed by the sound! I felt much, much better and avoided the urge to throw my computer out the window!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not everyone plays an instrument. . . obviously! But, these days, most of us have stereos, radios, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ipods&lt;/span&gt;, mp3 players. . . something to go to in order to get away from an unpleasant experience or thought. The trick is to recognise the feeling before it consumes you and jump into something pleasant, even just for a couple of seconds. . . a "time out" of sorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me wonder what businesses (corporations in particular) might be like if they provided a "time out" room! A place to "decompress" with beautiful music. Even though music is my career, it is also my "decompression".. . . . . something to think about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, try it out. The next time you feel pressure building or see that curve ball coming, listen to some music, get lost in it. If you are not where you have access to something to play it on. . .focus on it in your mind. . . hear your favorite song! It is something I work on all the time!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5445111944639788023-739661571328182422?l=cellostyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellostyle.blogspot.com/feeds/739661571328182422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5445111944639788023&amp;postID=739661571328182422' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445111944639788023/posts/default/739661571328182422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445111944639788023/posts/default/739661571328182422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellostyle.blogspot.com/2009/04/music-and-letting-go.html' title='Music and Letting Go'/><author><name>Alison Reynolds</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517205514678370127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A2Waypxhhqk/SOqAO66XUmI/AAAAAAAAABM/KIvb_s0uPKo/S220/DSCN0498.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5445111944639788023.post-4856045822008455552</id><published>2009-01-22T09:46:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T10:26:29.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'>People hear but they may not be "listening"</title><content type='html'>Hearing and listening. . .are they the same thing? I think not! How many times have you read a book but then wondered what it was really all about? Or, even better, how many times have you read the same paragraph over and over and STILL not understood it? How many times have you been chatting with a friend and not grasped a word they said. . . hearing but not listening? It is not a failure to understanding, but rather a failure to really hear what the words are trying to say. Our attention is not really focused on what we are reading or listening to. Or maybe I should say this the other way around...listening but not hearing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find that this is what happens to a lot of people who listen to music, but not really hearing it! A great example of this is when I do arrangements for my group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After working through an arrangement with my cello group, one of the members said that she didn't believe the bass line she played was part of the song. I dug out a CD of that particular song and pointed it out to her! It was an old song by the Eagles called Hotel California. Everyone knows the melody but have you ever listened for any of the other parts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening, I believe, is a skill, especially when it comes to music! How many times have you listened to a piece of music and simply heard a "wall of sound"? A lot of us do that! It happens to a lot of us when we hear some classical music particularly the more modern classics. There is a lot of "texture" in classical and you don't have to be a musician to hear it, just listen for it! That is what I believe intimidates a lot of people when they hear classical music, they figure you have to be classically trained to hear the intricacies. Actually, all you have to do is train yourself to really listen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The challenge to any music is to not just hear it as a whole, but, rather, all the different parts that make up the whole! When I do arrangements from a CD &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;for&lt;/span&gt; my cello group, I "listen" to one part of the song at a time. Each time I listen, it becomes a different song. I "listen" for the bass line, then I "listen" for the melody, the rhythm, the harmonies &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;etc&lt;/span&gt;... until I finally have the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening, I think, can add a whole new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dimension&lt;/span&gt; to music. The next time you play a song, try listening deeper. Try &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;focusing&lt;/span&gt; on the bass line, or just the harmony or any aspect of the song other than the melody. The melody is usually what attracts us, but the "inner" parts really make the song! Or, the next time you play a piece of classical music, try &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;focusing&lt;/span&gt; your attention on something other than the 1st violins...try hearing the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; violins! Now THERE is a challenge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can apply this to every aspect of our lives from "listening" to music to actually "listening" to what a friend is saying or the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;speech&lt;/span&gt; someone is giving. We are all guilty of it....hearing, but not listening,...listening but not hearing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5445111944639788023-4856045822008455552?l=cellostyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellostyle.blogspot.com/feeds/4856045822008455552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5445111944639788023&amp;postID=4856045822008455552' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445111944639788023/posts/default/4856045822008455552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445111944639788023/posts/default/4856045822008455552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellostyle.blogspot.com/2009/01/people-hear-but-they-may-not-be.html' title='People hear but they may not be &quot;listening&quot;'/><author><name>Alison Reynolds</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517205514678370127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A2Waypxhhqk/SOqAO66XUmI/AAAAAAAAABM/KIvb_s0uPKo/S220/DSCN0498.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5445111944639788023.post-4811823302818023641</id><published>2008-12-02T09:07:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T09:29:16.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Music and Anxiety?</title><content type='html'>I recently participated in a discussion in a group about relieving anxiety by listening to music. That got me thinking! And still another group discussed anxiety in familiar places...THAT got me thinking!&lt;br /&gt;Anxiety is SUCH a burden. To rid oneself of that burden would be nirvana...wouldn't it? Just last night, I had a run in with anxiety...playing music!! Of all things! The one thing in my life that I truly love to do...causing anxiety? But, wait! How can it cause anxiety? What actually IS the cause of anxiety?&lt;br /&gt;After pondering that very thought....the light went on! WE cause it in ourselves...it is NOT external!&lt;br /&gt;So what was my anxiety last night?.....the symphony rehersal! I realize that I put a LOT of pressure on myself to play well, get every note, every articulation, in order to make an impression! So what happened.....it backfired! I did not live up to my own expectations!&lt;br /&gt;So let me back up a bit.....&lt;br /&gt;I auditioned earlier this year for a spot in the symphony. I worked very hard all summer preparing. I worked on getting all the tempos that I thought he (the director) wanted to hear, all the dynamics...everything. I felt really ready. The day came, I walked onto the stage, played my scale fairly well, made a couple mistakes on my etude...not too bad! Then totally blew the excerpts! Nothing was right! He kept stopping me, telling me to "play this way NOT that way..." I was crushed. All of my confidence blew out of me like steam escaping from a kettle! I KNEW I didn't make it...I was crushed!!&lt;br /&gt;The next day....late in the day, after I had time to really soak in the blow!!...a friend called to tell me I had made it in! IMOSSIBLE...I thought! But true (albeit LAST chair!) I'll take it!!&lt;br /&gt;So now, deterrmined to prove my worthiness....PRESSURE!!!! And ANXIETY...who put that there? I DID!!!&lt;br /&gt;Examing exactly where anxiety comes from is, I believe, a huge step toward eliminating it. Slowly, but surely, I am working on it! To think that music...the element of joy and relief to SO many people can be the cause of anxiety for me......HOGWASH! It is I that causes my own anxiety!&lt;br /&gt;Something to think about!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5445111944639788023-4811823302818023641?l=cellostyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellostyle.blogspot.com/feeds/4811823302818023641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5445111944639788023&amp;postID=4811823302818023641' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445111944639788023/posts/default/4811823302818023641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445111944639788023/posts/default/4811823302818023641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellostyle.blogspot.com/2008/12/music-and-anxiety.html' title='Music and Anxiety?'/><author><name>Alison Reynolds</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517205514678370127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A2Waypxhhqk/SOqAO66XUmI/AAAAAAAAABM/KIvb_s0uPKo/S220/DSCN0498.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5445111944639788023.post-4987335861214081373</id><published>2008-11-26T17:45:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T17:56:55.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>On the eve of this thanksgiving, I am grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am grateful for my family, those close and far away.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; I am grateful for the family I have made new connections with through the wonders of the commputer age. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am SO grateful for all the opportunities that come my way both in musical terms and in personal ways.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; I am grateful for the love I feel in my heart.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am grateful for the music that courses through my veins!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I am grateful that I can FEEL gratitude....no matter the past or future....they don't really exist! It is only now that exists!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And, I am grateful to the people who have entered and exited my life...people who have left a definite impression....people who I will remember always, and love forever!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy Thanksgiving....   everyday!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5445111944639788023-4987335861214081373?l=cellostyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellostyle.blogspot.com/feeds/4987335861214081373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5445111944639788023&amp;postID=4987335861214081373' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445111944639788023/posts/default/4987335861214081373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445111944639788023/posts/default/4987335861214081373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellostyle.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Alison Reynolds</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517205514678370127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A2Waypxhhqk/SOqAO66XUmI/AAAAAAAAABM/KIvb_s0uPKo/S220/DSCN0498.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5445111944639788023.post-3817852814079106602</id><published>2008-11-23T15:55:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T16:18:52.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One of THOSE Days!</title><content type='html'>Life is full of ups and downs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sit thinking about all the work I have put into my music these last few years, setting my thoughts on making some money and being successful while doing what I truly love to do. Today, it sounds like a fairy tale....the unattainable goal!&lt;br /&gt;That, in a nutshell, is the music biz! What's new is old, what's in is out, what's up is down! I have, to a degree, combined all those elements into the music I create for my cello quartet....I should call it  "a life mixture!" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ahhh&lt;/span&gt;! But will it sell!! THAT is the question! The answer is...sometimes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever feel like you are the only one out there? That is the way I feel sometimes as I stare at my computer screen, pretending that there is actually someone starring back! I am rambling today because I feel very discouraged! After all the hard work....I'm feeling like I am losing it all! But that is part of life too.....get it lose it then get it again and NEVER giving up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that what's called being a musician? Isn't that what makes us sensitive enough to our surroundings so that we can transfer it to our music? Isn't that what our audience wants? To convey &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lifes&lt;/span&gt; come &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;upins&lt;/span&gt;....musically? Music is my joy and my sorrow! I feel it so much it hurts...but I can't stop doing it, I wont stop playing! It is my heart and soul. Let the music never stop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to end on a positive note....La Cella Bella WILL keep going....somehow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5445111944639788023-3817852814079106602?l=cellostyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellostyle.blogspot.com/feeds/3817852814079106602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5445111944639788023&amp;postID=3817852814079106602' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445111944639788023/posts/default/3817852814079106602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445111944639788023/posts/default/3817852814079106602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellostyle.blogspot.com/2008/11/one-of-those-days.html' title='One of THOSE Days!'/><author><name>Alison Reynolds</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517205514678370127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A2Waypxhhqk/SOqAO66XUmI/AAAAAAAAABM/KIvb_s0uPKo/S220/DSCN0498.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5445111944639788023.post-1463783668914655650</id><published>2008-10-04T14:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T16:04:33.508-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Music and the empty nest!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I had been a musician all my adult life! Played in bands..."on the road". Lots of travel. Lots of memorable experiences! Sounds glamorous but when I met my husband, the thought of settling down was very compelling. The "road" can be a difficult task master and playing in bar after bar can be gruelling! So, as my family grew, music was left behind...at least that form was! I did manage to play in orchestras from time to time just to fill the need but my family became my obsession...consuming everything else! Then came the inevitable....both of my kids were in college, AWAY from home. NOW WHAT!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I did the usual &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;reminiscing&lt;/span&gt; of the past for a while (my band playing days.) Trying to figure out..."What next". I guess you call that "empty nest." You know, missing your childhood or young adult hood once the kids have flown the coup! Remembering "the good old days"! My family had been my life for a long time and now I had to figure out what to do with myself. The more I pondered the harder it got. I tried several things to keep me busy, but nothing really filled the gap. You don't really understand the term "empty nest" until you experience it and no one can prepare you for it...it just happens. The more I tried to relieve the symptoms, the worse it got! &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally let go of trying to find whatever it was I was trying to find and.....there it was! A cello quartet! A voice whispered....take this quartet, relive the music you played in younger years and create a new outlet for it. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;AH HA&lt;/span&gt;! The Beatles, cello style! Eric Clapton, Van Morrison, all my idols....cello style! It was brilliant! Now, I can relive the past with an eye on the future! All I had to do was quite trying to think of something! Quite working so hard to MAKE things happen and LET things happen! Easier said than done sometimes but if we let our imagination plant an idea, we can run with it! I am still running! There are LOTS of possibilities, I just had to stop trying to think of them and let them! Make sense? Sometimes trying too hard, digs a whole, thinking too hard, makes it wider! Then you fall into it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I am excited about the new musical possibilities in my life (I am also playing with another orchestra...in the back of the section! Full circle!) I am hoping to share the quartet with everyone soon...all in good time. I am so glad I listened to my own imagination...that crazy voice in my head!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5445111944639788023-1463783668914655650?l=cellostyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellostyle.blogspot.com/feeds/1463783668914655650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5445111944639788023&amp;postID=1463783668914655650' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445111944639788023/posts/default/1463783668914655650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445111944639788023/posts/default/1463783668914655650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellostyle.blogspot.com/2008/10/music-and-empty-nest.html' title='Music and the empty nest!'/><author><name>Alison Reynolds</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517205514678370127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A2Waypxhhqk/SOqAO66XUmI/AAAAAAAAABM/KIvb_s0uPKo/S220/DSCN0498.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5445111944639788023.post-5112510625631805046</id><published>2008-09-27T08:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T09:26:59.472-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It is never too late!</title><content type='html'>I teach cello lessons. I think a lot about each individual student before their lessons. Their mental and physical needs, their goals and aspirations. One methode of teaching does not necessarily fit all! I can apply this thought to so many other things in life.&lt;br /&gt;My daughter and I love to play with horses. She is much more the expert than I. She has taken a lot of lessons from a lot of different trainers. We have had several different horses at different ages and...guess what!? One methode of training does not fit every horse! I have met so many trainers and teachers who try to put learning in a box! I have a very difficult time with that! People don't fit in boxes....neither do horses! So, as a teacher (trainer?) I try to take in account as many variables as possible, including age. The age of the horse you are working with makes a HUGE difference in how you go about training, so does the age of my cello students!&lt;br /&gt;I have had older beginner cello students. One, in particular was a women approaching 80. The first thing she asks me..."am I NUTS?" My answer is ALWAYS "NO!" This particular student had once been an outstanding pianist. I thought at first that this was going to be relatively easy considering her background. As we got started, though, I realised another variable...the mind!&lt;br /&gt;As we went along with her lessons, I was discovering that I had to repeat things over and over, much like a very young child before the light bulb turns on. As frustrating as it became, I suddenly realised that the lessons for this particular student were not about playing the cello! It was a MENTAL excersize! The purpose of her lessons eluded me for a while until MY light bulb went on! It wasn't about playing the cello!! This revelation made our lessons much easier. It was as much a lesson for me as it was for her and no....she wasn't nuts and no.....it wasn't too late!&lt;br /&gt;I have another older student. A woman in her 70's. Again the..."am I nuts?" Her needs and goals are similar to the other in a way....a wonderful mental excersize, but she also has added the...."I have always wanted to play cello! Even just Twinkle...!" Well, she is WAY beyond twinkle now. She and I have discussed some physical aspect of playing that might prove challenging, but that does not mean she cannot play some very beautiful pieces and ENJOY it! It does not have to be complicated or difficult to be beautiful AND enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;There is so much more on this topic. I think I will save it for another time! As a beginner blogger, I do not want to make MY mental excersize complicated or difficult! As I am continually struggling to comrehend the ins and outs of computers, I think of my children who are SO much&lt;br /&gt;farther ahead of me with their knowledge and skills. And I think of their youth......but I also believe that it is never too late!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5445111944639788023-5112510625631805046?l=cellostyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellostyle.blogspot.com/feeds/5112510625631805046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5445111944639788023&amp;postID=5112510625631805046' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445111944639788023/posts/default/5112510625631805046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445111944639788023/posts/default/5112510625631805046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellostyle.blogspot.com/2008/09/it-is-never-too-late.html' title='It is never too late!'/><author><name>Alison Reynolds</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517205514678370127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A2Waypxhhqk/SOqAO66XUmI/AAAAAAAAABM/KIvb_s0uPKo/S220/DSCN0498.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5445111944639788023.post-6999564757259284000</id><published>2008-09-24T10:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T11:14:42.997-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cellos'/><title type='text'>The Cello: Coming of Age</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;There is a revolution afoot! The cello is finally coming to the forefront as the extremely versatile instrument it is! Finally, we cellists do not have to be satisfied with being lumped in with basses! We can sing out! We have a voice! No longer do we have to resign ourselves to the relentless bass lines of pieces like (dare I say it?) the Kanon!!! ACHHH!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to people like Yo Yo Ma and groups like Apocalyptica we are beginning to realize our full potential as front players, a position held for too long by violins! Many of us are venturing out to satisfy a need that has been quelched for far too long! We are IMPROVISING, we are cello arranging. We are playing all kinds of music!&lt;br /&gt;I have started a group called La Cella Bella. We are a cello quartet. All women to boot! We are playing music for everyone and arranging it for cellos ONLY! It is a revolution! We can play ANYTHING!!! The most difficult part I face with my group is getting ALL the permissions and lisencing required. People should be honore that their music has been part of this revolution!!!&lt;br /&gt;I am excited and I hope to have some music for all to hear soon! Takes time and money. Please feel free to make comments, suggestions, experiences, I'd love them all!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for listening!&lt;br /&gt;Alison Reynolds&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5445111944639788023-6999564757259284000?l=cellostyle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cellostyle.blogspot.com/feeds/6999564757259284000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5445111944639788023&amp;postID=6999564757259284000' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445111944639788023/posts/default/6999564757259284000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5445111944639788023/posts/default/6999564757259284000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cellostyle.blogspot.com/2008/09/cello-coming-of-age.html' title='The Cello: Coming of Age'/><author><name>Alison Reynolds</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02517205514678370127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A2Waypxhhqk/SOqAO66XUmI/AAAAAAAAABM/KIvb_s0uPKo/S220/DSCN0498.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
