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Wow. What a day....
Mar. 15th, 2010 12:06 amA musician's high. OhEmGee. 290 musicians crammed on a stage, Leonard Slatkin conducting. The band hit a note in Elsa's Procession to the Cathedral, and his face just lit up. (something about 20 *good* tuba players makes a chord sit up straight and behave.) We started the mass band rehearsal with a Leroy Anderson piece, and it was good, and he was pleased, but then we moved on to Elsa, and he was just floored.
And then the mass band dispersed and we snagged lunch. And then it was time to go on stage, and open the show. We were on. As one of the trombone players behind me said as we were leaving the auditorium "well, we set a mark." And then I listened to three other groups, and then it was time to go reassemble the horn for the actual mass band performance. After shuffling chairs and stands and such around, Slatkin came out, the crowd went wild (including us, to be honest), and then we sat down and played. There really aren't any words for that experience. I wanna do it again. :) (so does Slatkin. Preferably on a day when he doesn't have a plane to catch, most likely.)
And then, after a short decompression time, it was into the car with SR, who needed to be returned to campus. Rolled back in 12 hours after I left, still in velvet top and dress shoes. (I win at Mom -- my teenage daughter was jealous of me this afternoon, because I was on stage with Slatkin and she wasn't. :) Next year, maybe.)
And tomorrow we start rehearsing the rest of the Mar 27 concert. :)
And then the mass band dispersed and we snagged lunch. And then it was time to go on stage, and open the show. We were on. As one of the trombone players behind me said as we were leaving the auditorium "well, we set a mark." And then I listened to three other groups, and then it was time to go reassemble the horn for the actual mass band performance. After shuffling chairs and stands and such around, Slatkin came out, the crowd went wild (including us, to be honest), and then we sat down and played. There really aren't any words for that experience. I wanna do it again. :) (so does Slatkin. Preferably on a day when he doesn't have a plane to catch, most likely.)
And then, after a short decompression time, it was into the car with SR, who needed to be returned to campus. Rolled back in 12 hours after I left, still in velvet top and dress shoes. (I win at Mom -- my teenage daughter was jealous of me this afternoon, because I was on stage with Slatkin and she wasn't. :) Next year, maybe.)
And tomorrow we start rehearsing the rest of the Mar 27 concert. :)
