January 30, 2011
Forget what I said
I was doing a paperwork purge in the garage this afternoon, and I found a lot of interesting things — old concert programs, letters, contracts, stuff like that.
The best thing I found, though, was my Juilliard transcript.
The lowest grade I received during my two years of graduate school? A single B-. Ouch. Not very impressive. That’s basically a C — at a school where you kind of have to make an effort to get less than an A in just about anything.
“The Business of Music.”