36 Years Ago

36 Years Ago, Vienna 1971—A Student Journal

Day 038: Finally, a normal day


Vienna 1971—A Student Journal
A year of music, study, travel, sightseeing & friends.

Day 38 — Finally, a normal day
09-September-1971 (Thur.)

Vienna park and Rathaus

This is what I think will be a normal day. I’m trying to get into a routine:

• practice (horn and guitar)

• practice (horn and guitar)
• reading (German, music)
• business (shopping, etc.)

• possible practice
• relaxation or concert
• reading

I would like to practice the horn quite a bit (3 hours) and the guitar also (1+ hour). Everyday I should study German—will have to devote more time to it. A little time in [the] afternoon for a break—business [life stuff], shopping, or a walk.

Will have to find time (a lot) for reading of music books, possible writing of music, and hopefully, practicing the piano.

If I can get all this done, I will be satisfied. (I don’t think I always will, though.)

I will certainly be busy. (and this is without school).

My two roommates. As I know them better, they are really good friends, and we sit and talk, and do other things. I think my previous impressions were not all right.

I also think of Anjali sometimes.


Ok, the summer fun is over. Now it’s time to crack the books, practice, learn German, and do “everything.”

Planning your schedule. It’s not a bad idea to try and organize your day, plan activities, leave time for work, homework, practicing and some relaxation. This is good advice for students, adults, and everyone in between. In the real world, all of these schedules will fall apart, take longer than expected, and come with a fair amount of interruptions. That’s life in 1971. That’s life in 2007—even worse in 2007. All we can do is our best.

School has not yet started for the Academy of Music and Dramatic Art. That provides a bit of extra time. I imagine school will be beginning soon.

Practicing. You will see that I want to practice both horn and guitar a fair amount. At Montclair State College (now University), I was a commuting student, worked in the late afternoons and evenings, and had to practice both at school and at home. This will be the first year I didn’t have to work—that is after age 12 or so. Less work, more practice. Despite my frustrations in trying to be a perfect horn player, I do enjoy practicing and attempting to improve.

Remember the answer to the saying, “How do you get to Carnegie Hall?” Practice, practice, practice.

Getting to know you. Remember, it was only yesterday that I was chiding Pavel’s “American-isms” a bit. One day later, I’m realizing that I was certainly over-reacting. It’s not a good idea to rush to judgment. I was at fault, and so I apologize to Pavel.

Anjali. It’s only been a day, and I can’t live without the girl. Come on, John. Settle down. Buckle up. Grit your teeth. Be a man. Get down! Useless sayings—I still miss her.


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