It was Ms. Oboe, in the green room, with a razor blade.

Or some such thing.

Looks like those Seattle orchestra folk aren’t getting along very well. Musicians behaving badly? Go figure.

But really … a razor blade? I immediately suspect a double reed player! We carry those around in our little reed making kits. (Thinking back, I wonder if I took all my reed supplies to high school with me. I really can’t remember. I’m guessing no high school oboist would attempt to take knives and razor blades to school these days. Even cigarette paper is, I believe, a big no-no.)

I’ve had unfortunate encounters with colleagues, but I’ve never witnessed behavior like the Seattle mess. What a sad thing.
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