“It’s kind of like a garage band, except without the garage.”
~Kb, after I had described the concert arrangements
A collage of voices:
Is that your sister playing the piano? She plays that Chopin so well!
Crap– I’m having problems breathing. I’m shaking.
(offstage) I’m really sharp, aren’t I?
-Not so much.
Do you know [insert Irish folk song title here]?
-No sir– the only ones I know are the ones I sang this afternoon.
Gah– my mouth is so dry!
Your tone sounded wonderful, as always!
Nice. My notes sound rounded and warm in the beginning of the Blake songs.
[a sneeze is heard in the audience, just before the next piece]
Mik (from the piano): Bless you.
I loved the soft parts– it’s so difficult to play so quietly.
(offstage) [mimes stabbing oneself in the heart during the “Funeral March” movement]
Dad said we played well.
-That’s not what he said to me.
(He said I played well….)
I said “I’ll call you”– Did that sound callous? sheesh.
(offstage) Let’s skip the encore– I’m sure the audience will be exhausted after the 2-hour program and want to leave right away.
What was Chopin thinking when he wrote that last movement?
I’m so glad I came to see you. I loved your arrangement of “Salley Gardens.”
Oops– nearly lost the music turning that page!
(sotto voce) I forgot to put the lid down on the piano [for the Mahler songs].
(offstage) The concert is flowing nicely so far.
You three really work well together.
Ya think we can play showtunes for our next concert instead of all this heavy stuff?
Ace and Faye– thanks so much for coming!