Conservatory Quotes

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i-went-to-conservatory-music-in-school-in-rome-cecilia-bartoli
i-grew-up-studying-music-i-went-to-conservatory
when-i-came-out-conservatory-first-thing-i-did-was-to-go-see-thelonious-monk
i-attended-less-than-two-years-conservatory-in-mexico-city-placido-domingo
i-was-always-theatrical-i-went-to-theater-school-in-conservatory-program
i-started-in-theatre-i-went-to-boston-conservatory-majored-in-musical-theater-rachael-macfarlane
i-didnt-go-to-conservatoire-i-have-certain-low-opinions-certain-aspects-conservatory-experience-mark-morris
i-got-private-lessons-in-keyboard-at-julliard-before-new-england-conservatory-music-in-boston-bernie-worrell
conservatory-training-is-much-theres-much-emphasis-on-playing-perfectly-in-tune-being-perfect-doing-everything-as-its-written
i-thought-i-was-going-to-be-in-musical-theater-all-way-from-beginning-to-end-then-it-started-not-to-feel-right-after-my-first-year-at-conservatory
i-ended-up-turning-down-a-full-scholarship-of-music-at-the-conservatory-to-pay-to-go-to-cooking-school
i-trained-as-actor-in-london-went-to-mountview-conservatory-as-it-was-called-then-lived-there-for-eleven-years
i-started-playing-piano-when-i-was-about-two-got-scholarship-to-peabody-conservatory-music-in-baltimore-when-i-was-five-but-i-left-when-i-was-11-tori-amos
going-to-college-helped-me-because-i-had-four-years-in-conservatory-program-which-is-close-as-you-can-get-to-professional-environment-its-like-all-ryan-sypek
i-moved-to-london-when-i-was-19-went-to-three-year-drama-conservatory-training-i-lived-there-for-almost-ten-years
after-couple-years-occasional-lessons-with-pass-i-moved-to-boston-to-attend-new-england-conservatory
for-many-people-in-music-conservatory-world-message-was-always-focus-you-cant-do-everything-you-really-need-to-specialize-and-especially-at-early-age-i-ignored-this-advice
when-i-was-a-young-musician-the-only-option-available-to-pursue-secondary-education-in-music-was-to-attend-a-classical-conservatory
i-was-in-band-in-high-school-college-i-always-had-love-for-music-but-i-didnt-go-to-conservatory-anything-like-that-i-was-fairly-selftaught-tim-heidecker
i-learned-my-profession-onstage-i-didnt-have-musical-background-i-had-no-conservatory-training-i-dont-play-instrument
i-did-lot-commercial-theater-work-when-i-got-out-school-was-living-in-dallas-i-moved-to-chicago-to-go-through-second-city-conservatory-program
i-would-love-to-study-musical-theater-in-big-city-new-york-university-boston-conservatory-have-always-been-at-back-my-mind-devon-williams
i-went-to-conservatory-studying-piano-singing-up-to-high-school-but-i-only-did-four-years-because-i-then-had-to-start-working-jobs-were-good-that-i-didnt-stop
i-love-classical-music-yes-i-was-in-conservatory-when-i-was-younger-played-guitar-all-that-stuff-i-also-love-rock
theres-like-special-group-people-that-come-from-different-parts-planet-to-study-with-me-its-nice-i-just-gave-workshop-in-boston-at-new-england-charlie-haden
i-was-16-when-i-got-scholarship-to-study-classical-composition-at-conservatory-by-that-time-i-had-already-listened-to-scottish-folksong-with-my-mother-sung-in-church-choirs-had-s
i-worked-at-american-conservatory-theater-in-san-francisco-lived-there-for-three-years-lived-in-baltimore-for-12-years-wendell-pierce
i-worked-in-theater-my-whole-life-my-mom-was-drama-teacher-at-my-middle-school-in-high-school-i-was-drama-club-president-every-year-then-i-auditioned-for-conservatory-acting-prog
Lucinda might sneak from her own house at midnight to place a wager somewhere else, but she dared not touch the pack that lay in her own sideboard. She knew how passionate he had become about his 'weakness.' She dared not even ask him how it was he had reversed his opinions on the matter. But, oh, how she yearned to discuss it with him, how much she wished to deal a hand on a grey wool blanket. There would be no headaches then, only this sweet consummation of their comradeship. But she said not a word. And although she might have her 'dainty' shoes tossed to the floor, have her bare toes quite visible through her stockings, have a draught of sherry in her hand, in short appear quite radical, she was too timid, she thought, too much a mouse, to reveal her gambler's heart to him. She did not like this mouselike quality. As usual, she found herself too careful, too held in. Once she said: 'I wish I had ten sisters and a big kitchen to laugh in.' Her lodger frowned and dusted his knees. She thought: He is as near to a sister as I am likely to get, but he does not understand. She would have had a woman friend so they could brush each other's hair, and just, please God, put aside this great clanking suit of ugly armor. She kept her glass dreams from him, even whilst she appeared to talk about them. He was an admiring listener, but she only showed him the opaque skin of her dreams-window glass, the price of transporting it, the difficulties with builders who would not pay their bills inside six months. He imagined this was her business, and of course it was, but all the things she spoke of were a fog across its landscape which was filled with such soaring mountains she would be embarrassed to lay claim to them. Her true ambition, the one she would not confess to him, was to build something Extraordinary and Fine from glass and cast iron. A conservatory, but not a conservatory. Glass laced with steel, spun like a spider web-the idea danced around the periphery of her vision, never long enough to be clear. When she attempted to make a sketch, it became diminished, wooden, inelegant. Sometimes, in her dreams, she felt she had discovered its form, but if she had, it was like an improperly fixed photograph which fades when exposed to daylight. She was wise enough, or foolish enough, to believe this did not matter, that the form would present itself to her in the end.

Peter Carey
lucinda-might-sneak-from-her-own-house-at-midnight-to-place-wager-somewhere-else-but-she-dared-not-touch-pack-that-lay-in-her-own-sideboard-she-knew-how-passionate-he-had-become-
The following year the house was substantially remodeled, and the conservatory removed. As the walls of the now crumbling wall were being torn down, one of the workmen chanced upon a small leatherbound book that had apparently been concealed behind a loose brick or in a crevice in the wall. By this time Emily Dickinson was a household name in Amherst. It happened that this carpenter was a lover of poetry- and hers in particular- and when he opened the little book and realized that that he had found her diary, he was 'seized with a violent trembling, ' as he later told his grandson. Both electrified and terrified by the discovery, he hid the book in his lunch bucket until the workday ended and then took it home. He told himself that after he had read and savored every page, he would turn the diary over to someone who would know how to best share it with the public. But as he read, he fell more and more deeply under the poet's spell and began to imagine that he was her confidant. He convinced himself that in his new role he was no longer obliged to give up the diary. Finally, having brushed away the light taps of conscience, he hid the book at the back of an oak chest in his bedroom, from which he would draw it out periodically over the course of the next sixty-four years until he had virtually memorized its contents. Even his family never knew of its existence. Shortly before his death in 1980 at the age of eighty-nine, the old man finally showed his most prized possession to his grandson (his only son having preceded him in death), confessing that his delight in it had always been tempered by a nagging guilt and asking that the young man now attempt to atone for his grandfather's sin. The grandson, however, having inherited both the old man's passion for poetry and his tendency towards paralysis of conscience, and he readily succumbed to the temptation to hold onto the diary indefinitely while trying to decide what ought to be done with it.

Jamie Fuller
the-following-year-house-was-substantially-remodeled-conservatory-removed-as-walls-now-crumbling-wall-were-being-torn-down-one-workmen-chanced-upon-small-leatherbound-book-that-h
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