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No trombones

December 10, 2011 Rant

We need to stop teaching kids to play the trombone. And the oboe. And the French horn.

Particularly the French horn.

With the best of intentions, we’ve taught kids to be helpless cogs in a symphonic machine. Worse, we’ve created a system that pretty much guarantees most adults won’t be able to make music by themselves.

Let’s stop.

Kids should learn piano and/or guitar. ((Other cultures should feel free to insert their native stringed instrument in place of guitar.))

Either one will serve them well throughout their lives — and if they want to learn both, hooray! If, after becoming proficient in one, older kids choose to pick up the flute or the drums or the cello, congratulations: you now have a young person with a fundamental understanding of how music works and the curiosity to explore further.

So we’re clear: I have nothing against the other instruments. They just don’t belong in the hands of children, and they shouldn’t be anyone’s first instrument.

What’s wrong with band?
—

Like most American kids of my generation, my first exposure to band instruments came in grade school. Our music teacher showed us a film strip that went along with a cassette tape. We learned the names and sounds of the major instruments, and were encouraged to pick one — any one, because they’re *all equally good.*

Which is a lie. If that film strip were honest, it would have included the following points:

* These instruments play a single note at a time, which works great for bands, but is incredibly limiting overall.
* Bands need tubas — but if you pick tuba, you’re never going to have a solo. Ever.
* As a clarinet, you’ll form the backbone of most school bands, but no one will actually be sure what a clarinet sounds like.
* If you’re good but not great, you may be asked to “take one for the team” and switch to an unpopular instrument like tenor sax.
* The French horn is difficult, expensive and sounds terrible at a student’s level of proficiency.
* Ditto oboe. We might as well slaughter geese on stage.
* Violas are just as important as violins, except that no one thinks so at all.

The film strip didn’t say any of this, so I chose clarinet. I started playing in third grade.

Because I’m competitive — and because my parents could afford private lessons, and the hours to drive me to them — I was first chair clarinet in every band: school, district and county. I competed in solo at state.

I was good — but certainly not a prodigy, which made clarinet much easier to give up in high school. I was only sacrificing the time I’d invested, rather than my future career as a clarinet superstar. ((A joke, of course: There are clarinet superstars.))

Piano or guitar
—-

Clarinet was actually my second instrument.

I took piano first, which is how I learned to read music and the basics like counting beats and time signatures — another reason I was far ahead when I started clarinet.

I dropped piano in fifth grade because clarinet demanded more of my time (band practice and lessons) and because of simple peer assessment: I was only average at piano, but compared to other fifth graders, I was amazing at clarinet.

The problem is, success at clarinet doesn’t translate to music as a whole. I never learned chord progression, because clarinet plays one note at a time. I forgot how to read bass clef, because clarinet is written in treble. I only knew how to make fairly pretty sounds within a narrow range of musical genres: classical, Woody Allen jazz, and When the Saints Come Marching In.

Compare that to piano.

You can play *everything* on piano. Every genre, every era, every song written. Sure: Some things are better suited for the piano than others, but it’s the all-purpose instrument. The five years we’ve been working on the Broadway version of Big Fish have been spent singing at a piano. We’ll ultimately have a full orchestra, but all the musical blueprints were made on the keyboard.

The guitar is also fundamental. While you’re unlikely to strum Beethoven, almost every song you’ve ever heard on the radio has its roots in guitar.

What’s more, piano and guitar both allow you to sing as you play. Songs have words. Piano and guitar let you use them.

Piano and guitar have long-term value, but they also have immediate payback. My six-year-old daughter can play Happy Birthday on the piano — and it’s always in tune, without horrible screechy noises. Teach a kid three chords and he can strum most children’s songs on the guitar.

What about violin?
—

Sure: the violin’s great, and plays an important role in Western music. But should it be a kid’s *first* instrument? We’ve all seen those little kids with their Suzuki lessons, but I want to see the follow-up: How many of those kids grow up to play violin, or any musical instrument at all as adults?

A kid who learns to play piano or guitar proficiently will be able to play socially for her entire life. Moreover, the piano/guitar kid will have a better sense of chords and polyphonic structure than the kid who only plays violin.

What about drums?
—

If your kid wants to play drums, let him. For the sake of your neighbors, please soundproof your garage.

Ideally, you’ll convince your son to try piano or guitar as well, but if you can’t, at least hook him up with GarageBand so he can experiment with how percussion fits in with melody.

He probably won’t be a drummer when he grows up, but he might be a DJ, so you haven’t completely failed.

What about marching band?
—

Part of the reason I dropped clarinet was that I didn’t want to march, so I’m a bad person to defend this American institution. But I’ll try.

Marching band is the closest many high school students will get to a team sport, with a group of individuals working towards a common goal. For them, it’s a crucial bonding social activity, so I don’t want to get rid of it.

If we’re going to save high school marching bands, we’ll eventually have to teach the band instruments. And we can, quickly. Because here’s the secret about marching bands: not only is the music fairly easy, so are the instruments.

In fact, it’s common to switch players between instruments to make up for gaps in a marching band. We break out the mellophones and the marching bells and somehow it all gets done.

Students with a good musical background can pick it up quickly. And they’ll have a good musical background if they spent years on piano or guitar.

Great, so how do you teach every kid piano and/or guitar?
—

I have no idea.

Look: I get why we have grade school bands. The simple instruments play one note at a time, and require less hands-on instruction by the teacher. We have a publishing industry that creates sheet music so that twenty-five kids can lurch through a patriotic medley. While I think teaching kids trombone is misguided, I have nothing but respect for music teachers sticking it out in times of shrinking budgets and quantitative academic obsession.

I don’t know what twenty-five kids on piano looks like, or sounds like. Ditto for guitar. These instruments just aren’t meant for parallel play. So if we went full piano, the school band concert would probably disappear. (Many parents would be grateful.)

However, if we got rid of grade school and junior high bands and replaced them pianos and guitars, I think the actual learning outcome — the ability to make music — would be much better. And it wouldn’t have to be more expensive; digital keyboards and guitars are cheap.

If we can afford music programs at all, we can afford keyboards and guitars.

In the end, maybe it’s not the school’s responsibility. Parents decide what kind of musical education a child receives, and on this smaller scale, my point is much easier to make:

Skip band and get your kid started on piano or guitar.

Ideally, find a music teacher, relative or other adult to provide instruction. But if you can’t, there are great books and videos to help a non-musical parent get a kid started.

I can’t promise your kid will turn out to be great at piano or guitar — but they don’t have to be. Both instruments are useful at far lower levels of proficiency. Becoming even halfway competent at either one will pay off much more than mastery of the trombone.

How do I include animated sequences?

January 14, 2009 Formatting, QandA, Words on the page

questionmarkI’m writing something at the moment which, while it is mostly live action, has scenes of animation featuring the main cast which are also occasionally intercut with live action scenes. How would you format this?

— Nic
Essex, England

When you have entire scenes that are animated, you can handle it in the slugline.

EXT. MARTIN’S HOUSE – DAY [ANIMATED]

A big, cheerful Kellogg’s sun rises behind the house. Bluebirds flutter from the trees, TWEETING a delightful melody.

If animated characters cross into the real world à la Roger Rabbit, you’ll want to consistently label them as such.

INT. LIVING ROOM – DAY

Martin opens the front door to find Karen sweaty and half-dressed on the couch. Only when she sits back do we see she’s on top of Animated Martin, who is similarly disheveled.

A long beat.

MARTIN

So the ink on the sheets..?

KAREN

The kids weren’t coloring, no.

Your goal should always be clarity. You want the reader to follow what you’re doing without dragging down the storytelling.

Blingons and despair

February 28, 2007 Awards, Challenge, Follow Up

[scene challenge]Measured by the number of entries, the first-ever [John August Scene Challenge](http://johnaugust.com/archives/2007/masturbating-to-star-trek) was a surprising success. In terms of quality, well, there was a disappointing sameness that I’m going to blame on the limited nature of the assignment.

Many entries were just a slightly-better version of the existing scene. While a lot of rewriting is polishing and optimizing, a challenge like this one should be seen as a call to arms. Fortune favors the bold, because really, what have you got to lose trying an outlandish approach? It’s not like you’re going to get voted off.Why hasn’t there been a competitive reality show about screenwriting? Oh, that’s right, because it would be incredibly boring.

That’s why I’m handing first place to Liz ([#57](http://johnaugust.com/archives/2007/masturbating-to-star-trek#comment-52995)), who went in a vastly different direction with the scene. It’s not perfect, but it’s disturbing in an interesting way, which counts for a lot. It’s like American Pie as remade by Lars Von Trier.

INT. HOSPITAL ROOM – DAY

Lying in a hospital bed is all that remains of Shane, 19, former college athlete. A chart at the foot of his bed lists his diagnosis as bacterial meningitis, and chronicles a horrifying list of failed treatments and emergency surgeries he has undergone since his admission three days ago. Both his legs and his left arm are now amputated, bandaged-wrapped stumps.

Shane lies in bed, staring off into space. In the background, a television set bolted to the wall is playing an old episode of Star Trek. Shane begins to focus in on the television. The vacant expression on his face is slowly replaced by one of annoyance.

SCOTTY

I cannae do it, Captain! Not in three hours!

KIRK

We need that warp drive, Mr. Scott, and we need it now!

Shane’s eyes drift to where the remote control is located, on a small table to the left of his hospital bed. He moves his left arm-stump, attempting to get at it, but can’t.

SCOTTY

But sir, it’s impossible! You cannae change the laws of physics!

Making an heroic effort, Shane reaches across his body with his good right arm, and attempts to grab the remote. Unfortunately his effort knocks it on the floor. Shane slumps back on his pillow, staring at the ceiling and trying not to cry. He makes a concerted effort to think about something else. Meanwhile, the Star Trek has moved on to a scene with Kirk and a beautiful alien. Shane doesn’t want to watch, but can’t help it. There’s nothing he can do about it.

A quirky expression crosses Shane’s face as he suddenly realizes there may yet be something fun within his reach. He steals a glance around the room. An elderly man on a respirator is asleep in the next bed, but there are no nurses in sight. With his remaining good hand, Shane reaches underneath his sheets, and begins quietly pleasuring himself. He closes his eyes, enjoying it.

SAM

Shane!

Shane’s eyes pop open to see DUSTIN(19) and SAM(20) standing over his hospital bed, aghast.

DUSTIN

Oh my God.

SHANE

(embarrassed)

Guys! Uh, this isn’t as bad as it looks.

Sam and Dustin are speechless.

DUSTIN

Dude... That’s quite possibly the bravest thing I think I’ve ever heard anyone say.

SHANE

What?

SAM

You’re cut to pieces and you nearly died, and it’s not as bad as it looks?

SHANE

Oh... No, I mean, I wasn’t just, uh, whackin’ it to Star Trek... That’s just what’s on... The remote’s on the floor there...

SAM

(not knowing whether to laugh or cry)

Jesus.

A beat.

DUSTIN

It’s good to know you still got all the important parts.

SHANE

Guess I’m just lucky that way.

SAM

Dude, you could totally get a job as a sperm donor. I heard they pay fifty bucks a load!

SHANE

Oh yeah? I’m there, man.

Shane’s false bravado is slipping, and he barely gets out the previous line. He turns his head away from his buddies, and rubs his eyes against his left shoulder-stump.

DUSTIN

(glaring at Sam accusingly, but speaking to Shane)

We’ll come by later. We should let you get some rest.

SHANE

(still not looking at them as Dustin hurries Sam out)

Thanks, guys.

Alone again, with his masturbating success now overshadowed by the bleakness of his future prospects, Shane weeps silently, tears running down his cheeks and pooling on the bed.

Of the more conventional entries, my favorite was probably by Eric Szyszka ([#18](http://johnaugust.com/archives/2007/masturbating-to-star-trek#comment-52758)), who recognized that since the audience fully expects Shane to get caught whacking off, the real opportunity comes in reaching for unexpected references. In this case, Blingons.

INT. SHANE’S BEDROOM – NIGHT

SHANE, 20’s, sits in front of his laptop. Circles encase his sleep-deprived eyes as he types away at his keyboard. A TV set blares in the background; he ignores it.

“Term paper” rests in the upper left-hand corner of the page.

Shane checks the time 6:30 AM. Early sunlight peeks through the window.

He suddenly gets a pop-up ad. A nude woman.

His brow raises and he clicks it.

ON SCREEN

A small chested woman.

SHANE

Mm, not bad. Not really my-

Shane stops in his tracks as he leers up to the TV.

ON TELEVISION

MARINA SIRTIS, portraying Counselor Deanna Troi in a low-cut top, is featured prominently in the shot.

Shane’s lips curl in delight. He starts to masturbate.

ON TELEVISION

LIEUTENANT WORF enters the scene.

Shane suddenly jumps back and grabs his remote.

SHANE

Thank god for TiVo.

He rewinds the scene.

Shane resumes.

DUSTIN, 20’s, Shane’s roommate, abruptly enters the room.

DUSTIN

You wouldn’t believe where I woke up this morning! Do you remember Cynthia?

ON TELEVISION

Lieutenant Worf enters the scene, just as before.

Dustin notices Shane.

DUSTIN

Jesus Christ, dude!

Shane quickly covers himself.

SHANE

Don’t you fucking knock?

DUSTIN

It’s my room too, dick. Wait a second, you jerk off to Blingons?

SHANE

NO!

(beat)

What the fuck is a Blingon?

DUSTIN

Black Klingon.

SHANE

Bling? That’s so wrong.

DUSTIN

Uh, no. B is for black, racist, not “black men wear jewelry.”

(beat)

This is too good not to wake Sam over.

Dustin bangs on the wall.

DUSTIN

Hey, Sam! Shane’s beats it to Blingons.

SAM (O.S.)

WHAT?

Sam staggers in; half asleep.

SAM

Dude, you like Michael Dorn?

SHANE

No, you fucking assholes. Okay, I was jerking off, you caught me. But I wasn’t doing it to Klingon or Blingons or whatever, okay? This is what I was jerking off to.

Shane rewinds the episode too far.

ON TELEVISION

The TiVo freezes on a frame of WESLEY CRUSHER – A 15 year old boy.

SAM

And goodnight.

Sam exits.

SHANE

No! It wasn’t-

Dustin starts to leave.

DUSTIN

I’m putting in a housing transfer.

I’m impressed by all the readers who took the time to enter.Yes, I did read the ones that came in late, or got eaten by the virtual dog. Notably, nearly every scene was better than original, which should give Shane plenty of ammunition to say, “Suck it, Sam.” I fully plan to do this again with a bit more open-ended assignment.

Do you agree or disagree with my assessments? The comments section is your chance to stump for what you think should have won. Just keep in mind that campaigning for your own entry is lame, and will probably be exposed.

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