10/28/06 Carter

The Jazz Night

This Wednesday I just went to a flute concert, performed by Emmanuel Pahud, my favorite flutist, and Jacky Terrasson Jazz Trio, with my sister. It was the third time I saw him in person. I was really excited because the last time I saw him was two years ago, and I just said “merci beaucoup” to him, which means thank you very much.

As the concert began, we welcomed the musicians by giving them a big hand. The first song I remember was Voliere by Saint-Saens. They connected each song by making some extra melodies. That was new for me as well as my sister. During the whole concert, I could hardly move my sight away from Pahud’s hands – his fingering was so fast that I had no words to describe it. The tone of his instrument was also perfect which my teacher said to me, “It is as pure as the Japanese food!” I absolutely admire him and I wish I could be as terrific as he.

The other three musicians were fantastic as well. Jacky Terrasson, the pianist, were so happy and passionate that I saw him smile when he was playing the piano. He even stood up, using the other two ways to make a different form! Gerald Cleaver, playing jazz drums, had a great skill of playing drums. I wondered if he was looking at me or Pahud when he was performing. Both my teacher and I think that his drum voice was a bit too loud. Sean Smith was so cool that he used his fingers to play the double bass. He looked delightedy then.

As the performance finished, every audience was clapping for them, applauding for at least three minutes until they gave us an encore piece – Flight of Bumble Bees as the end of this wonderful night.

“Wait, don’t forget their autograph!”

My sister and I ran to the entrance No.5 and waited for them. Half an hour later, they FINALLY appeared. For helping my teacher and her friend get their autograph, we had to line up two times. I was bit excited and nervous about what I should say. The first time I greeted three of them in English; most importantly, I saluted Emmanuel Pahud in French, and so did he! I was happy then. The second time I went in, the drum player recognized me, but he still signed for me gladly. The most unbelievable and unforgettable thing happened – I asked Pahud in French if he could take a picture with me , and he said YES. What a joyful present to me! I have been indescribable blissful and contented since I stood beside him!

Despite the fact that I couldn’t totally understand what he responded to me, I am still pleased. I didn’t imagine that I could have this day. No doubt, it will always be my best experience ever in my lifetime. I believe the next time I see him, my French will improve, and I can talk to him more!