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$50 and a few stress headaches later... 8-12-'o1: 2:30pm so i'm feeling better, but the damned claritin d doesn't appear to be doing the amazing job that they say it should. my ears are plugged, i hack shit up constantly, and i was unaware that my body could produce such a fantastic amount of snot. this week, in a lot of ways, was the week-from-hell. this is mostly due to two phone messages left on my voice mail early in the week. the first message went something like this: "cyd...i have some bad news. kiri and i can't play the gig on saturday. there's marching band orientation and lane really wants us there...we couldn't get out of it. ryan has to work...so you're the only one left. i was thinking maybe you could do some solos or something? i'd really hate to have to cancel...we've never had to cancel before." oh...great. that's what i was thinking. especially since i was feeling a tad under the weather. then, the message immediately following went something like this: "i just made some phone calls and i've got some other people to fill in our spots. mrs danielson will play violin, lucinda fowlers will play viola, and grant will play cello. he was in symphony, remember? anyway...you'll have to set up some rehersals, i'm going to get the music to them today. she wants you guys to play brandenburg concertos 5 and 3, and an ave maria since it's a catholic wedding. so...give me a call back and i'll get you a list of songs and the music and stuff. i'm really sorry about all this." i instantly became stressed out, a-la end-of-senior-year. i called and got everyone's phone numbers, as well as a brief explanation of what is going on. what seemed like 500 phone calls later, i made sure everyone had music, some kind of idea of what was going on, set up a rehersal in richland, and made sure everyone had directions. becca forgot to inform me, however, that the viola player had not played since high school. the result of this was a few frantic messages on my voice mail that went something like this: "hey cyd...i looked at the music for the brandenburg concertos and i'm not sure if i'm going to be able to do this...is there any way we can get jessica derrick to do it? because i don't know..." et cetera. lucinda was not aware of jessica's current carpal-tunnel situation. neither was i, but i figured that if she could have done it that she would have. so, frazzled and sniffing and coughing, i get to the rehersal thursday. which i had cancelled my lesson for. and find out that i have the wrong copy of brandenburg concerto no. 3...a not cool situation. grant forgot his music and had to drive home and get it, an adventure that took roughly 45 minutes. he's a swell guy to go through the trouble, though. and lucinda, despite her non-active status on her instrument, actually did well. i was happy with the rehesal. the rehersal for the wedding was the next day. mostly, we had to sit there perfectly quiet. i think we were there for a few hours and played a total of 30 minutes. fortunately, we got paid the same day. and the gig...it went pretty well, even though i'd played through my part of brandenburg 3 like, once. i'm not fond of the legnth of the catholic mass wedding ceremony...but it was pretty. never in my life have i seen a wedding whose colours were orange and black. it was amusing. then, i went to jed's party that afternoon. i'm never the life of those parties...i've kind of only got one foot in with the band crowd. you'd think that me, band-geek-extrodanaire, would be a ringleader or something...but no. i was more about the academic band scene than the social one. i wrote pieces and did work and only ever attended slurpee thursday once. i don't know whether to regret it or not. anyway...so the college kids sat in their corner and didn't venture out to talk to anyone else very much...i hope that's not what happens when i come back next year. i hada nice long conversation about college with amy...i really enjoy how i always seem to end up having a long conversation with someone that i don't hang out with very much...it's always refreshing. and i managed to stay away from the food. that was a plus. we ended up watching the meteor shower for awhile...and i have never seen anything that amazing. that i can remember, anyway. they were big, and left trails in the sky...just like on tv. i could help but think that every time the blanket with the college kids erupted in laughter that i was the butt of whatever was so funny...kiri kept telling me to stop being so paranoid but y'know. band camp tomorrow. yikes. ←/ b a c k w a r d / f o r w a r d /→ |
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