14. September 2005 · Comments Off · Categories: imported, Ramble

We had an opera performance last night. We were not alone. There was a lone cricket somewhere that decided it needed to voice its opinions throughout the opera. I do hope they find the darn thing and introduce it to the wonderful world of outside!

My husband and son went last night (and they didn’t sing or chirp along at all). Sitting downstairs in the beautiful California Theatre, they implied that the voices were heard pretty well, but we did overpower them on occasion. A friend and composer, Craig Bohmler, was sitting in the front row of the balcony … um … excuse me … Grand Tier … and said the balances were wonderful. I’ve heard that the best place to sit is in the Grand Tier, which explains why those are the most expensive tickets, I’m sure.

Meanwhile … my right hand … it hurts. A lot. I just finished a very short practice; my hand was complaining the entire time and after only about 20 minutes I decided I might be doing more harm than good. So it’s an ice pack (for the hand) and tea (for the comfort) for the time being.
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