Power of Oboe

I want to learn oboe. I really want to.

I don't know why, since oboe came into my world of music, I started to love oboe. I never regret learning flute, but if I were to choose again (and if I had the chance to choose), I would surely choose oboe, not flute.

Of course, by now, my most favourite instrument is still alto flute, but well, I don't really have the chance to play an alto flute. My second favourite is probably cor anglais, but, if I can play oboe, I don't think there is any problem playing cor anglais. But here comes my problem, I don't know whether I can change or not.

I keep hearing words like, "A flute player (the original word here is flautist, but I don't think I deserve that name) can't play oboe". I don't know if that is true, but, it can't change my mind, not at all. Yes, I have the passion, and passion is something that cannot be reduced. Well, I do hope that my passion on oboe can be reduced, so that I won't feel bad when I was practicing flute. I don't know what is about myself, but I started to feel disgusted on my own flute tone. Yes, DISGUSTED.

It's like, when I take out my flute and make a first note, I will feel very down. Maybe most will say, "Then you have to practice more to get a better tone!". Pardon me, I can't really do that, because I cannot bear those tone that I made, so I will choose to end my practice. That's probably the most disadvantage of owning a sensitive ear.

OK, stop talking about my lousy flute tone.

I can't remember when did I really start loving oboe, but I know which song that made me love it. Jacky Cheong 張學友, probably the most famous Hong Kong Singer. His very famous song, 李香蘭 (sorry, I don't know how to translate this, because this is a name). The starting oboe solo is just so enchanting, and that's the reason I fall in love with oboe.