Critique updated PS?
Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2012 6:11 pm
Howdy. I felt like it was too short and incomplete. Now I feel like it's too long, and still weak. Down to the wire, I realize... Any critique will be much welcomed. thanks!
Oh, and PS -- where the heck could I insert the fact that a class project turned into an audio electronics patent??
What’s next? Law School!
“What’s Next?” is something I’ve come to anticipate, and mostly enjoy, along the path which has turned the 17-year-old confident music conservatory violist and confirmed future bachelor I was into the 33-year-old father, husband, award-winning radio journalist, and confident law student I intend to be this fall.
I believe in planning; I believe in examining all available evidence, figuring out a solution, and following the “best” course to that solution. “Best” is in quotes because I’ve put many miles on some good cars over the past 17 years, and I know that there isn’t one right way to get from point A to point B. From construction, rush-hour delays, and holiday traffic to clean rest-stops, family-friendly diners, and scenery, even Google Maps and its real-time traffic overlay can’t match what I know about traveling the northeastern seaboard. I-95 is no analogy for life, but it’s a good endorsement for keeping options open.
I also believe that the “best” course requires a detailed inspection now and then. When that 17-year-old sure-fingered conservatory violist found out he had osteoarthritis, his plan to take the symphonic world by storm needed some short-range tweaking and a long-range overhaul. That first “What’s Next?” luckily happened to be sharing a room with me: when I was a freshman, my roommate was a sophomore in a remarkable 5-year degree program combining music, math, science, and engineering classes at multiple Johns Hopkins University campuses into a high-tech artistic career path in Recording Arts/Audio Engineering. All it required was hard work (an average of 21.5 credits per semester for the first four years) and dedication (my class graduated six of the original thirteen matriculated students), and convincing two professors who expected excellence that neither my viola playing, nor my academics, would suffer for the other.
I convinced them; I made my own arrangements to catch up on academic prerequisites for the double major program, I made arrangements with the Recording Arts professor to take the first two years of his classes concurrently, and I made arrangements with my pillow for us to see a lot less of each other (but our time together was of very good quality). I saw more sunrises than I would have liked to during the early years of my undergrad; thankfully many were shared, sometimes with late-night friends, but more often with late-night study partners or early-morning inter-campus shuttle bus riders. Classes, routine, friends, and a co-principal orchestra chair were in place for the short-term, world domination of Audio Engineering Technique was planned for the long-term, so What’s Next?
The next “What’s Next?” was driven by a fairly common concern: money. Between my second and third academic years, circumstances made my family’s budget tight. I worried about having to leave school; I lobbied my professors for support; they came through, including with additional work-study money. I spent those extra work-study hours behind the recording console, getting hands-on training recording live events like symphony concerts, chamber music, and student recitals, and running studio sessions for international competition audition tapes, student bands, a Lilith Fair Talent Search finalist, and an up-and-coming R&B/Jazz trumpeter/rapper.
Those extra studio hours not only laid the groundwork for my final three years of school, they established an entire decade of a bachelor’s life. I wound up working closely with the music agent who promoted that trumpeter/rapper, as studio engineer, live-sound engineer, violinist/violist, and sometime bookkeeper. My versatility in recording such varied performers and performances helped me land a fascinating job post-graduation as audio engineer/sound designer/radio journalist for the longest running documentary series on public radio. On June 28th, 2008 I was a weekend gigging musician/sound-guy/violin teacher with a journalism day-job that had sent me to Antarctica, was about to send me to Siberia, and was sniffing possibilities in Zambia. Ahh, the single life.
On June 29th, 2008, a brand new “What’s Next?” walked into my life; on March 21st, 2010 I married her; on February 7th, 2011 our pearl of light was born. No more trips to isolated scientific outposts in uninhabitable climates, and no virus-hunting expeditions to the Congo for this family man, thank-you-very-much, so, “What’s Next?” I’m technically oriented; I’m artistically inclined; I’m an experienced researcher; I have the engineer’s drive to find facts and develop solutions. While I enjoy sharing knowledge through journalism and teaching, I prefer to use it; knowledge is not facts, but a tool of achievement. To me, the legal profession seems an ideal fit for my mindset and skills, and I am excited at the prospect of studying and practicing law.
Oh, and PS -- where the heck could I insert the fact that a class project turned into an audio electronics patent??
What’s next? Law School!
“What’s Next?” is something I’ve come to anticipate, and mostly enjoy, along the path which has turned the 17-year-old confident music conservatory violist and confirmed future bachelor I was into the 33-year-old father, husband, award-winning radio journalist, and confident law student I intend to be this fall.
I believe in planning; I believe in examining all available evidence, figuring out a solution, and following the “best” course to that solution. “Best” is in quotes because I’ve put many miles on some good cars over the past 17 years, and I know that there isn’t one right way to get from point A to point B. From construction, rush-hour delays, and holiday traffic to clean rest-stops, family-friendly diners, and scenery, even Google Maps and its real-time traffic overlay can’t match what I know about traveling the northeastern seaboard. I-95 is no analogy for life, but it’s a good endorsement for keeping options open.
I also believe that the “best” course requires a detailed inspection now and then. When that 17-year-old sure-fingered conservatory violist found out he had osteoarthritis, his plan to take the symphonic world by storm needed some short-range tweaking and a long-range overhaul. That first “What’s Next?” luckily happened to be sharing a room with me: when I was a freshman, my roommate was a sophomore in a remarkable 5-year degree program combining music, math, science, and engineering classes at multiple Johns Hopkins University campuses into a high-tech artistic career path in Recording Arts/Audio Engineering. All it required was hard work (an average of 21.5 credits per semester for the first four years) and dedication (my class graduated six of the original thirteen matriculated students), and convincing two professors who expected excellence that neither my viola playing, nor my academics, would suffer for the other.
I convinced them; I made my own arrangements to catch up on academic prerequisites for the double major program, I made arrangements with the Recording Arts professor to take the first two years of his classes concurrently, and I made arrangements with my pillow for us to see a lot less of each other (but our time together was of very good quality). I saw more sunrises than I would have liked to during the early years of my undergrad; thankfully many were shared, sometimes with late-night friends, but more often with late-night study partners or early-morning inter-campus shuttle bus riders. Classes, routine, friends, and a co-principal orchestra chair were in place for the short-term, world domination of Audio Engineering Technique was planned for the long-term, so What’s Next?
The next “What’s Next?” was driven by a fairly common concern: money. Between my second and third academic years, circumstances made my family’s budget tight. I worried about having to leave school; I lobbied my professors for support; they came through, including with additional work-study money. I spent those extra work-study hours behind the recording console, getting hands-on training recording live events like symphony concerts, chamber music, and student recitals, and running studio sessions for international competition audition tapes, student bands, a Lilith Fair Talent Search finalist, and an up-and-coming R&B/Jazz trumpeter/rapper.
Those extra studio hours not only laid the groundwork for my final three years of school, they established an entire decade of a bachelor’s life. I wound up working closely with the music agent who promoted that trumpeter/rapper, as studio engineer, live-sound engineer, violinist/violist, and sometime bookkeeper. My versatility in recording such varied performers and performances helped me land a fascinating job post-graduation as audio engineer/sound designer/radio journalist for the longest running documentary series on public radio. On June 28th, 2008 I was a weekend gigging musician/sound-guy/violin teacher with a journalism day-job that had sent me to Antarctica, was about to send me to Siberia, and was sniffing possibilities in Zambia. Ahh, the single life.
On June 29th, 2008, a brand new “What’s Next?” walked into my life; on March 21st, 2010 I married her; on February 7th, 2011 our pearl of light was born. No more trips to isolated scientific outposts in uninhabitable climates, and no virus-hunting expeditions to the Congo for this family man, thank-you-very-much, so, “What’s Next?” I’m technically oriented; I’m artistically inclined; I’m an experienced researcher; I have the engineer’s drive to find facts and develop solutions. While I enjoy sharing knowledge through journalism and teaching, I prefer to use it; knowledge is not facts, but a tool of achievement. To me, the legal profession seems an ideal fit for my mindset and skills, and I am excited at the prospect of studying and practicing law.