Passive Intense

On Friday night, I attended the Musica Delle Donne concert at CSUH. The program consisted of women composers who are either alumni or students of CSUH. The piano piece I wrote last year was programmed, so I was eager to hear IG play it again. Of course, since it is the first piece I wrote as a comp. major, I have harsh criticisms towards it. Nevertheless, I enjoy hearing music written by the students of CSUH. Unfortunately, the audience was very sparse since it was the weekend before finals. Half of the people in the audience were not affiliated with the Music Department. There's this Asian dude that comes to almost every recital the music department has. No one seems to know who he is or where he comes from. He looks like he's in his early 30's, and he sits at the same spot every time. He also kicks off his white sneakers and watches the recital with his sneakers next to his feet. Who is he?

There was a funny moment for me after the concert during the reception. A woman came up to me and commented that she enjoyed my piece. We talked for a little bit, and then she said, "Your piece sounded like it had a lot of passion and intensity. It doesn't sound like a woman wrote it. Sounded like a man wrote it." I politely smiled and just replied, "oh, okay," because I had no freakin' clue as to how I was supposed respond. It was just a bit ironic that she said something like that at a concert series that is dedicated to women composers. A friend of mine suggested that I should have replied, "Oh yes, well, I used to be a man."