Saturday, February 14, 2009

My Weekend at an Honor Band

Day One: The Audition

Professor Lady aka Judge: "You interested in music major in college?"

Me: "No, not really."

Professor Lady: Glare

Day Two: The Rehearsals

Director Man: "Hello we are going to work hard but have a fun time."

Percussion: Whisper, whisper.

Director Man: "Percussion, shut up."

Us: Ahh!

Director Man: Conducts at lightning-speed tempo.

Us: Play section wrong.

Director Man: "Idiots."

Us: AHHH!

First Chair French Horn: Plays solo.

Us: Ooooh!

First Chair Oboe: Plays solo.

Us: Ooooh!

First Chair Flute: Plays solo.

Us: Ooooh!

Director Man: "Good! Now keep going we're on a schedule."

That night: Watch two-hour concert. Stay in hotel with a leaky shower, smokey lobby, and questionable overall safety.

Day Three: The Performance

That Morning: Eat a quick breakfast, trudge to rehearsal.

Director Man: "We're going to take it easy today."

Us: "Yay!"

Director Man: "And I'm actually a really nice guy. I love you all."

Us: "Awwww!"

Lunch: College cuisine school cooks meal for us. Yum!

Back in rehearsal: Preparing for concert.

Director Man: "Now let's go out there and kick some major bootay!"

Us: "Hoo-ra!" Proceed to stage and rock the house.

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