Ode to Kinko's
I am almost done with my graduate school applications (yes, I never have to do this again - unless I’m rejected everywhere), which means that I’ve had to reproduce many of my scores.
Where do young amateur composers like myself go to get our scores printed and bound and look somewhat professional-looking? That’s right, KINKO’S.
Kinko’s (or the place formerly known as FedEx Kinko’s because NOW it is supposedly called FedEx Office) is a place that composers both love and hate. Actually, more hate than love. Mostly hate, now that I think of it.
I think us composers have a few Kinko’s stories that we’d like to forget. Mine are somewhat tame compared to others that I have heard. One of my professors regaled us with a story of when he was having his orchestra score bound. The workers at Kinko’s bound his score “presentation style,” so instead of turning the pages from right to left, they turned front to back. He said that he pretty much shot through the roof and now describes the workers at Ki…
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