Or maybe it only ruins mine. I don’t know. Could be that the audience didn’t go away saying “Good opera, but too bad about that one lousy oboe note.”
Then again, since it is all about the oboe, maybe they are all saying that.
I hate it when I am disappointed in a performance due to “merely” one note, but there you go. I make mistakes. Or the reed doesn’t respond. Or something just goes awry (the latter was the case in this instance). And there are no “take backs” or “do overs”.
That’s live music, folks.
I hate to admit, though, that I prefer live music to studio work. With studio work you have a whole lot of “do overs” … but the whole time I’m in the studio I worry that I’ll be the one who makes us all have to do another take. No one wants to be that person.
Anyway, I thought the opera went well. It’s difficult for me to tell, since I can’t hear the singers much, but it appears that the audience was pleased. I’ll be curious to talk to some who were there. (I’d write about my son’s thoughts after he heard and saw the final dress, but I don’t want to color any reader’s notions until after I’ve heard from any who went to the performance.)
So … one wrong note. (Yes, I like to dwell on things like this.)
Now I have to play it 7 more times, trying each time not to dwell on tonight. Sigh.