February 2009

Tonight, I played a concert with a little orchestra that performs in a small town turn-of-the century opera house. Today was a rehearsal/concert day for a program featuring Mozart Symphony #40. After the dress rehearsal, the orchestra always gets a nice free meal (lasagna tonight). Tonight's dinner was hosted by a church one block away. Next to the church is a very busy barbeque restaurant. Parked in the restaurant's parking lot were two trailers housing pigs. So we talked to the pigs while dressed in tuxes and long black. Poor piggies. So friendly and yet unaware of their imminent demise. I can relate to those pigs right now-some things are just out of your control but are stinky nonetheless. Like my cold which immediately turned into laryngitis. Or my 80 yr old mother having her first heart attack. Or my husband's quartet residency getting axed from a state university due to budget cuts. Mozart had it rough when he wrote his 40th symphony, though I don't know if he ever talked to pigs about it.

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