I see my father, perched on a high stool, atop a band director's podium, when I listen to the lyrics--especially the passage about a man with a "thundering, velvet hand, [with a] gentle means of sculpting souls..." Unlike the person in the Fogelberg song, I understood the power of music early in life.
My father was the son of a carpenter, not too far-removed from a cabinet maker's trade. Unlike the Fogelberg character, Dad was--and is--good with tools, good with wood, and good with his hands. He's also a phenomenal musician, still giving private lessons at 81!
I wanted to follow in my father's footsteps and become a Band Director. There are early childhood memories of sitting at the front of the band's section in the grandstand at high school football games that I cherish today.

Dad talked me out of it.
He could see the handwriting on the wall in the education business--not just music education, but teaching in-general. The gutting of classroom decorum, the political infighting of administrators, and the resulting effects on students was almost more than he could stomach. Even today...don't get him started...!
He told me I'd starve, and to do something else.
So I went into Radio.
And starved through the early years.
Radio has, however, enabled me to help music education in my own way. I've hosted Jazz shows, broken new artists, and I've been able to share with others the importance of music thru participation and appreciation. There's one such event of importance fast approaching: Thus Summer, the Texas Music Festival will convene for its 21st year at the University of Houston's Moores School of Music.
This is a heady place to practice one's musical craft, working with artists and conductors spanning all of Houston's professional music performance venues: The Houston Symphony, Houston Grand Opera, the Houston Ballet...a melding of ideas and musical idioms into a four week program of clinics and performances.
There's a little lagniappe on the program this year, too--which may enable me to realize one of my life-long dreams to be the leader of the band. On Saturday, June 26, the Texas Music Festival Orchestra will perform a program including Debussy's "Prelude to the Afternoon of a Fawn," and Ravel's "Bolero." (Why do I always envision Bo Derek in "10" when I hear that music? It's just wretched...)
The TMF Orchestra is also going to perform The Star Spangled Banner...under the baton of a Guest Conductor. I would like to be that Guest Conductor.
The Texas Music Festival is conducting an on-line poll through its Facebook page--okay, face it, it's a popularity contest. But they asked whether I'd be interested in participating/competing for the honor.
What do you think I said?
Please visit the site (contest participation only open to Facebook users, sorry!) and cast your vote.
For me.
Maybe I can get some pointers from my Dad on how to keep from embarrassing myself on the podium. (As someone recently pointed out, as they rooted for me in the poll, my best side will be facing the audience as we perform!)
Regardless, I remain a living legacy to the Leader of the Band.
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