I am a rock-star mommy (and you can be one, too)

My band sistahs!!!As my Cleveland readers know, I’m in a band.  We have drums, guitar (acoustic and electric), keyboard, clarinet/sax/flute and three-part harmony (sometimes).  We do some covers and some original works.  We rock, if I do say so myself.  We even have a Facebook page.

We have a large-scale concert coming up (think 300-400 people), and it has been dominating my (our) life (lives).  We’ve been rehearsing twice a week and practicing a ton on our own.   It’s going to be a-MAZ-ing.  In addition to performing as we usually do, we’re also incorporating a women’s choir (we got a great response to that – thanks ladies!! Can’t wait to see you perform!),  a couple of guest artists and we even ran a songwriting contest (we’re deciding the winner THIS Wednesday…ooo the anticipation).  It is a big deal.

Why am I telling you all this (besides that I think it’s really cool)?  Because not too long ago, I was listening to a mother complain about how her daughter was very talented musically, but because she was frum, she was “stifled” and was “never going to be able to express herself.”  (Being frum, she’s not going to perform on Shabbos, and being a girl, she’s not going to sing in front of men) Usually not one to say anything in these situations, I piped up and mentioned that I was also very musical .  She said,

“You must feel so frustrated.”

“No, not so much,” I countered.  “I just had to find the opportunities to use my abilities in this context.”

“But she doesn’t have any opportunities” she counter-countered

“Then she should make them for herself.”  I finished.

Yes, I’m never going to perform on SNL (um, I probably wasn’t going to do that ever, anyways), or play a Friday-night gig, but I can work with what I’ve got.  And so can a lot of other women, like my friends Shoshana, Moran, and Chanale and Shaindel Antelis, for instance.

Having performed for mixed audiences in my pre-frum days, I must say I love playing for only women.  A room entirely full of ladies is a completely different experience, and has a much warmer feel.  I feel like I can let my hair down (not that I do that, either!).

When you think about it, frum foodies are limited by kashrus, frum fashionistas are limited by tznius, and so we’ve all created our own little worlds of fancy kosher cookbooks and Project Frumway.  Vive la difference!

Frumkeit notwithstanding, being a mommy has also drastically altered what I can and cannot do.  For instance, I cannot practice with my toddler in the room.  Well, I can when I bribe him with my plastic recorder (yes, the one you learned to play in grade school).  When I did that on Friday he very happily ran around the apartment, tooting away, much to the chagrin of my eardrums.

But being a frum mommy has not kept me from collaborating with some seriously talented musicians, and I hope to be able to jam for many, many years.  I think that every woman has her own unique skill set which, when nurtured, can enhance her life and the lives of those around her.  It’s a matter of finding the right outlet for it, and I think with enough stick-to-it-iveness, anyone can find a way to flourish.

Who are some women you know who have harnessed their abilities in an effective way?

 

Irons in the Fire

This is dedicated to Ruchi, who is awesome, and has way more irons in the fire than I can imagine!

I have a tendency to over-commit when it comes to musical endeavors.  Really, I mean to say no, but it just comes out yes because usually it sounds like a blast, and I have a difficult time turning down musical opportunities.  So, here are my irons, and here are some tips with how to manage irons with a family.

Iron #1 – In Harmony
There is a great group of gals that meet every Wednesday that I’m privileged to be a part of (We’re called In Harmony – heard of us?  That’s us right there!  I’m all the way on the left).   Everyone has their own abilities and attitudes which makes the group incredibly unique.  It’s like a blend of everything.  I guess we’re kind of like cholent.

We have classical training and natural intuitiveness, fashion savvy and staging experience.  We have type-A and type-B personalities, FFBs and BTs.  I feel like we keep each other in check, both musically and interpersonally.  And the music rocks.

Imagine:  Vocals (two- or three-part harmony), Keyboard, Drums, Guitar (Acoustic or Electric), Clarinet (and potentially flute and sax), percussion (shakers and tamborine).  It really rocks.  We meet every week and work on new music, hone our old pieces and scheme and plan for performances, and eventually, a CD.  I love it.

This is one of the biggest irons, because not only is it regular in my schedule, but I also get to arrange and compose music for the group, so I have additional deadlines that I’m working with so that we actually have what to rehearse.  Thankfully, I’m not the only one bringing the music to the table, but I do bring some, and it does have to get done in a somewhat timely manner.

Iron #2 – Piano lessons
So, this isn’t so much in the actively-creating-music field, but it’s very fulfilling.  Except for the part where I try to get the kids to practice.  Still working on that one.  I have about a dozen students, mainly beginners, though I have some who are more in the beginning-intermediate range.  I teach on Sundays (though during the summer I’m able to relax my schedule a bit more and also do other days of the week), starting from 1 p.m and ending at 7:45 p.m.  It’s a lot all at once, but there’s always at least one cancellation to give me some breathing room.

My dreams for this iron are a) to start my own studio where I have teachers working under me.  Rent out a small space and have students come there.  Or maybe I would even have room in the basement, if our house (which we eventually will have, I assume) allows.  That way when I reach the stage where my children need me on a different level, I won’t have to give up the teaching income, and the students will have where to go, etc.  This is in my 5-10 year plan.

Dream b) is to create a series of piano instruction books geared towards Jewish kids.  No more Jingle Bells or Good King Wenceslas or Halloween or Valentine’s Day songs.  Now, I don’t personally have anything against the music itself, but it would be nice to have a neutral book that caters to a specific audience (namely, my students).   I plan on including songs that the kinderlach know and would want to practice (haha), or least be marginally excited about learning.  This is in my 10-20 year plan.

Iron #3 – Freelance clarinetting.
There is a fabulous lady in Cleveland who organizes musical extravaganzas (that’s the best description I can think of).  Her name is Katia Bolotin and I had the privilege of playing in one or her productions last summer.  Katia played a gorgeous grand piano and sang, accompanied by a half-dozen talented high-school girls, myself on clarinet, her sister on flute, and a violinist, violist and cellist.  She also had drums.  It was a ton of fun.  A lot of rehearsal time, which was very interesting with the baby (see below for details).

One of the advantages of working in this venue is that I’m able to create my own clarinet line.  I was granted  lot of creative liberty, which I used enthusiastically.

There are also occasions like kumzitzy things and other get-togethers where I’ve brought along the licorice stick and played along.  It’s good for the improv chops.

Iron #4 – Arranging
One of the mothers of a piano student (see Iron #2) contacted me about her father-in-law, who lives in Israel and has been composing marches (like John Phillips Sousa) for quite some time.  He was looking for someone to take his scores, which are written for piano, and arrange them for concert band.

This was more than up my alley; this was a street named after me.  It has been such fun, and I’m thrilled to actually be using some skills that I learned in college.  Makes the student loan payments a little easier.  I get to decide which instrument plays what, and when, and I get to add in little touches.  Whatever amendments I make, I note and include in an email, and then the composer either yays or nays them.  It’s been a pleasant working experience, and I hope to be able to do more of this kind of work.

Iron #5 – Classical Collaboration
This is, so far, only a potential iron, but hey, why not include it?  There are various classically-trained musicians floating around in my sphere, and now and then I get an offer to collaborate classically.  I really do miss playing Poulenc, Saint-Saens, Brahms, and would love to get back into it.  However, it hasn’t really materialized yet as I haven’t stuck the iron in the actual fire.  I just haven’t had time, and I think I’m also a little reticent since it’s been a little while (cough cough) since I actually practiced properly.


Tips

What to do with the munchkin while managing these irons
Iron #1 I used to bring him along (especially when all he did was lay there), but when he started to wander off into rooms which were decidedly baby-unfriendly or attempt to unplug instruments from the amp, I started sending him to an family-style babysitter (a lady who watches kiddos out of her own home).  Totally worth the expense.
Iron #2 He came along (of course, as he was still only five months old or so), and I often hired a girl to stroll him around while I was actively rehearsing.  I think it was the first gig I did as a mommy, and it was a real learning experience with juggling motherly responsibilities and professional ones.
Iron #3 Well, this is just at home, so I work on it while the baby is sleeping or otherwise occupied.
Iron #4 Usually the baby is napping for the first lessons, and then my husband is able to take care of him for the remainder (it’s so good for him to see what it actually means to take care of the baby without help there!).  It’s been tricky these past couple of months since hub has been on night float, so he isn’t around, and I either have to find a babysitter for the afternoon (actually kind of hard on Sundays), and definitely for the evening.  In the past I’ve been able to work with the baby, and have either put him in the high chair with some snacks, or held him on my lap, or he’s been content to wander around, but lately he’s been much needier, which has been kind of stressful teaching-wise.  Thankfully, my husband will be available again starting this week.  Yay!
Iron #5 When this actually happens, I’ll most likely send him to the aforementioned babysitter.  Again, worth the money to have some much-needed mom musical time.

How to manage the irons while being a wife and mom:
Tip one: Have an understanding spouse.  This is crucial.  Without it, well, difficulties, I imagine.
Tip two: Know your limits.  With the latest Katia concert, I was juggling a full-time teaching job, a full piano studio and life.  So I told her that there was absolutely no way I would be making it to any rehearsals.  It worked out that she had recordings of the songs for the concert, and gave me a copy so I could work on my own part when it was convenient for me.  So, I didn’t say no, but I stated my parameters, and she was able to work with it.
Tip three: Prioritize.  Your baby (and husband) are going to be hungry soon?  Put away the music and start dinner.  You have a few moments and feel like vegging out in front of the computer?  Take five minutes and start working on a project.  Often, when I start working on something musical, vegetating gets set aside for quite some time.  It’s just a matter of actually starting the work.
Tip four: Communicate.  If you are procrastinating or running behind on a deadline, say something.  I have a tendency to avoid contact with the people I’m collaborating with if I haven’t accomplished what I think is reasonable.  That just makes people nervous.  For Iron #4, the nice zaidy sent me an email requesting a progress report.  I hadn’t actually started anything at that point, for between sefira and starting a full-time teaching job, I had my hands full.  So I didn’t answer his email because I wanted to send him something tangible.  Well, that made him nervous (understandably), and after a couple of weeks had passed, he asked his daughter-in-law (the mother of my student) to nicely check in on me.  Busted.  I felt wretched that I made a nice old man worry.  Shame on me.  So I emailed him and gave him a realistic idea of when he could expect some work from me, and then I followed through.

 

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