{"id":6878,"date":"2013-02-07T12:20:49","date_gmt":"2013-02-07T19:20:49","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/?p=6878"},"modified":"2013-02-07T13:49:58","modified_gmt":"2013-02-07T20:49:58","slug":"fiddler","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/2013\/02\/fiddler\/","title":{"rendered":"Fiddler"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/02\/Angie-fiddler-program.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-6879\" alt=\"Angie fiddler program\" src=\"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/02\/Angie-fiddler-program.jpg\" width=\"384\" height=\"650\" srcset=\"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/02\/Angie-fiddler-program.jpg 384w, http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/02\/Angie-fiddler-program-177x300.jpg 177w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 384px) 100vw, 384px\" \/><\/a>23 years ago, I was taking violin lessons from Liz Deters. She played the violin for Fiddler on the Roof at Sundance Summer Theater. When she went on vacation that summer, I got to fill in for her in the orchestra pit.<\/p>\n<p>She told me, after handing me the paycheck, &#8220;Angie, now you are a professional violinist.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/02\/Angie-fiddler-1990.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-6880\" alt=\"Angie fiddler 1990\" src=\"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/02\/Angie-fiddler-1990.jpg\" width=\"650\" height=\"582\" srcset=\"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/02\/Angie-fiddler-1990.jpg 650w, http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/02\/Angie-fiddler-1990-300x268.jpg 300w, http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/02\/Angie-fiddler-1990-335x300.jpg 335w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 650px) 100vw, 650px\" \/><\/a>I was 15 and my hair was very big. Enjoy your laugh. My mom asked me to pose\u00a0 in front of the orchestra pit, which was a cold, dark, primitive arrangement which was covered with insufficient plastic when it rained. I depended heavily on the accordion player and I made some big mistakes, but I did it. I played for a huge audience.<\/p>\n<p>This experience, although small, meant so much to me. It was the biggest moment in my violin career, and one of only two gigs for which I have been paid.<\/p>\n<p>I didn&#8217;t choose to follow violin dreams. I never felt like I fit in with the company that I kept. The crowd was elite and intense. My poor skill in scales and theory as well as my lack of a broad knowledge of violin repertoire are my weaknesses.<\/p>\n<p>However, I have always felt that I had a gift, even if it wasn&#8217;t well honed. I told myself that when people asked me to play, I would say yes. I have said no to requests only two times in the 29 years that I have played.<\/p>\n<p>Saying yes is the price to keep my skills.<\/p>\n<p>Funerals, missionary farewells, firesides, Stake Broadway shows, Church and community Christmas concerts, sacrament meetings, mountain hillsides, and desert landscapes are a small list of my amateur venues over the years. I&#8217;ve also been a part of a couple of ensembles and I was the concert master in an orchestra in Tucson.<\/p>\n<p>Since moving back to Utah, I have been asked to play OFTEN. I&#8217;m working to reestablish a good practice schedule. Last night I had a great time at the Stake Broadway Review rehearsals. I get to play Fiddler again, and I&#8217;m loving it.<\/p>\n<p>The show is on February 23rd. Come!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>23 years ago, I was taking violin lessons from Liz Deters. She played the violin for Fiddler on the Roof at Sundance Summer Theater. When she went on vacation that summer, I got to fill in for her in the orchestra pit. She told me, after handing me the paycheck, &#8220;Angie, now you are a &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/2013\/02\/fiddler\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Fiddler<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[20],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-6878","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-life-according-to-angela"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6878","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=6878"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6878\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":6882,"href":"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6878\/revisions\/6882"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=6878"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=6878"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=6878"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}