Mental blocks can kill you. Especially when performing live. Lucky for me, it was only a rehearsal. Unlucky for me, I had a mental block.
Wednesday night was another NYCO rehearsal and it was going well. When nearing the end of the night, I could not get through one of the finales in Beethoven's 5th. The worst part was that it was at a point where everyone rests; dead silence. My mental block was finding new points in this section to "un-deaden" these precious moments.
"Sticking out like a sore thumb" would be an understatement of a phrase. Sticking out like a pink neon sign outside of a cheap motel at midnight flashing "Vacancy" with an arrow pointed at my head; that would be a little more accurate.
Anyway, mental blocks suck.
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