No, we are not “San Jose Philharmonic”! Oops.

I’m SO glad I don’t do the drives these musicians do. I couldn’t bear it!

I’m with Karla; I don’t want to commute with other musicians if I can avoid it. And since I live 7 minutes away from work I can get away with driving alone, except when I get extra jobs that are further away. When I’m driving a distance then I do want to commute with others so I’m not the only one in trouble if we are late. (So far I’ve only been late to, I think, one gig, and that was a 10 minute drive from my house … but it was Cinco de Mayo and the route I had been instructed to take was horrible. I was, I think, 30 minutes late! So were others. Whew!)

Update
Okay … it’s over. And I’m just … oh dear … I’m nearly weepy. I’m not sure why. Is it because the film kind of nails this life (even mine, without quite so much driving)? Is it just the MUSIC? (New World Symphony does get to me.) Is it seeing people I admire there, and watching Karla deal with her injury? (I hadn’t even heard about that, btw. I had blogged about her stolen instrument, but the injury was news to me.)

I have to say that it felt pretty darn spot on with the feelings we have of the joy of music, the frustrations, the wondering if we’ll ever “make it” (I’ve decided I’ve “made it” to where I’m happy to be, but I know that some have higher aspirations, and knowing the musicians they featured I do believe they could reach their goals. They are fabulous!) … well … it really covered it all, you know?

All I would have liked was a “where are they now?” thing just for fun. Even though I mostly know where they are. 🙂