The 'show' must go on.
Oct. 9th, 2023 10:57 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jennlkerm, 'Concert', whatever....
So Sunday morning rolled around, as it always does. There was rain predicted for here, but "brisk", sunny, and breezy for the afternoon in Franklin. So off I trundled with a car full of FCB gear and my old saxophone (chilly weather can be hard on woodwinds, and since I do have a back up instrument...). I forgot two things -- the extra table for the percussion and ankle weights for my music stand. Neither one was critical, as it turns out. The percussion section was able to set up in a more condensed space so they didn't need the extra table, and the wind never quite blew my stand over. A few people did lose music, though. The concert went pretty well - the sun was out for most of it, and it wasn't as cold as it could have been. It was nearly 60F when the concert started! And then the sun went behind a clump of trees, and I was very glad that I'd put my fleece pullover in the bag.
When I got home, six hours after I left, the cats were full of woe. Oh, the sad songs they sang....
So Sunday morning rolled around, as it always does. There was rain predicted for here, but "brisk", sunny, and breezy for the afternoon in Franklin. So off I trundled with a car full of FCB gear and my old saxophone (chilly weather can be hard on woodwinds, and since I do have a back up instrument...). I forgot two things -- the extra table for the percussion and ankle weights for my music stand. Neither one was critical, as it turns out. The percussion section was able to set up in a more condensed space so they didn't need the extra table, and the wind never quite blew my stand over. A few people did lose music, though. The concert went pretty well - the sun was out for most of it, and it wasn't as cold as it could have been. It was nearly 60F when the concert started! And then the sun went behind a clump of trees, and I was very glad that I'd put my fleece pullover in the bag.
When I got home, six hours after I left, the cats were full of woe. Oh, the sad songs they sang....
