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2015 AYO National Music Camp | Blog 4

Posted by Jessica Donohue
Thursday 8th January, 2015
This morning when I unpacked my bag at the WAM base, I discovered that my USB was no longer connected to my lanyard of keys and swipe cards. Somewhere between the journey home last night, and the trek across the sunny campus this morning, my USB had made a break for freedom. Perhaps it took a fancy to finding a new home in the succulent gardens. Or perhaps it had decided to start a new life in the waters of the River Torrens, traversing the murky depths in search of adventure. This was a slight misadventure, as this USB contained all my research and writing for National Music Camp…including for our first major deadline, in three and a half hours. My heart rate rose and my breathing quickened as I emptied the contents of my bag across the table, seeking the past three and a half days’ work.

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2015 AYO National Music Camp | Blog 3

Posted by Fiona Goodhew
Wednesday 7th January, 2015
It is another relentlessly hot morning. The adrenaline rush that got us through the first few busy days has worn off – evident at our chatter-free breakfast. We are bleary-eyed from a late (albeit inspiring) night. It is quite a distance from our accommodation to the Elder Conservatorium. Rather than the scenic walk over the river, a majority of participants opt to wait for the AYO minibus.

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2015 AYO National Music Camp | Blog 2

Posted by Delia Bartle
Tuesday 6th January, 2015
‘I look forward to meeting you, as people and musicians. They’re the same thing, aren’t they?’ These were the closing words from National Music Camp’s (NMC) 2015 Music Director, James Judd, as he welcomed this year’s 230 participants in Elder Hall.

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2015 AYO National Music Camp | Blog 1

Posted by Angus McPherson
Monday 5th January, 2015
The University of Adelaide campus is quiet and empty when we arrive on Saturday afternoon for the AYO National Music Camp 2015. The air is thick and the smell of bushfire smoke quickly begins to permeate our clothes. On Sunday we eat our breakfast huddled in a small corner of the dining hall, the sound of our cutlery echoing in the large space.

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