Carrie Williams: Mallet Percussion

Member since? 

November 2017

How did you hear about/find us? 

I went to high school with Meredith (flute section), and she recruited me in a Facebook post.

 

What is your musical background/history? 

I began piano lessons when I was 10 and fell in love with it. I was the weird kid that enjoyed practicing. In sixth grade I joined the middle school band and chose xylophone as my instrument because I was lazy and already understood how the keys were arranged.

 

I continued playing xylophone and piano in high school and was the quintessential band kid. If there was an honor band in the state of Alabama, I was there. I had so many band medals I jingled as I walked around in my band uniform.

 

I continued with marching band at Auburn University for three years. All of us in the pit got really good at breaking down the instruments to fit in buses/Ryder rental trucks/compact sedans. I had to quit the marching band so I could eventually graduate.

 

What is your favorite “Band Song” to play? 

Tough question! Capriccio Italien was pretty fun because part of it was in the key of G flat — my favorite key.

 

 

What do you do when you are not playing music? (work/hobbies/for fun???)

Well, I’m a horticulturalist by trade. I also enjoy photography, drawing, boardgames, reading, cooking, and general geeking out.

 

 

What type of animal/breed of dog/cat/bird/fish/other etc…. best reflects your personality and why? 

Golly, let’s see. I asked my husband and he said an otter, but he didn’t know why. My daughter said it’s an eagle. According to an online test, I’m a Toucan: popular, powerful, loud, and a lover of games and eating. Make of all that what you will.

What is your superpower? 

I have a really good sense of smell.

 

Tell us something fun!  You know, like “That one time at band camp…” Or elsewhere.  (funny anecdote/story/amazing coincidence/hidden talent/celebrity encounter, etc…) 

In college, all us mallet percussionists were practicing outside one day during band camp. My friend and I were each on a set of bells, trying to memorize our parts, when a curious little bumblebee started flying around her.

 

Beginning to freak out, I pointed at her in warning, but all I could get out was, “Bee!!! Bee!!!”

 

She glared back at me with a dirty look and shouted, “I AM hitting B!”

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