Boring woodwindy update

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Got the clarinet out again tonight, and have spent more time even than I meant to with it, which is cool. I've made a goal for myself to develop the facility to play full-range scales in the next six months, which should be imminently doable, providing I keep to any kind of practice schedule. Low register single-octave scales are easy for me, though fingerings still mess me up a bit, 'cause they diverge from sax *just* enough to make it confusing. Mid-range stuff is okay, and the high stuff is yet cringe-worthy. (Clarinet is most difficult to play in its upper registers.) I can't make the last stretch (from G to two-ledger-line high C) speak, but I can manage to squeak out a high G unreliably. My intonation is okay, though, and tone quality seems pretty good, so I think my embrochure is sound. I have the very familiar slight soreness where the lower teeth start to cut into your lower lip after practicing a while. Strange how nostalgic that is.

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I had an argument recently with bobtshirt about which was the more cringe-worthy instrument to hear practiced by a neophyte -- violin or clarinet. He insisted that it had to be violin. I'm pretty sure that even the ugliest string-scrape has much more inherent beauty that *the squeak*.