Off to work I must go, superbowl or not. That’s life in the music biz, eh?

I’m guessing someone there—more a fan than I—will bring a radio or TV … or just have scores on a phone. Or something.

Do I care? Not a whole lot. My day was made with the oboe-playing football guy. That was enough. I am a happy camper.

(And welcome to all of you searching on “oboe football superbowl commercial” or a some kind of variation on that!)

Quick update
As I suspected, New England just scored a touchdown. I’ll confess I lean toward New York, but I can’t say I’ll suffer heartbreak if they lose. Still, I’m always 1) for the underdog and 2) more connected to New York. So I can still hope for a different outcome.

Adios for now. Rigoletto calls!