Gigging where Google doesn't go

May 5, 2009 at 12:36 AM

In the last couple of weeks, I have played gigs at a city market, on a farm, in a pecan grove. The city market is just for fun-a distraction from teaching twinkle all week. The farm and pecan grove were both Google-defying locations in the country. The farm event was a dinner to raise money for my orchestra. I played background music (altenating with a flute/oboe duo) and got eaten by mosquitoes. The pecan grove was the setting for a wedding. It had been threatening to rain all day, but the wedding would have been completed before the rain if they hadn't decided to delay it by 40 minutes. So I was playing prelude music as accompanied by thunder in the distance. It was getting darker, so I placed my case so I could put my violin away as fast as possible. The wind picked up suddenly, which was the signal for everyone to head to the reception tent. My violin got put away in the nick of time, and we all waited for the thunderstorm to pass. It began to stop after 10 minutes, so after chairs were dried off, I switched to my "outside" violin and began to play again. I had to reposition myself between trees (not easy in a pecan grove) so as to avoid drips. I began the music for the bridal party and had paper towels ready just in case. Word to the wise: park the horse drawn carriage as far away as possible. This particular horse decided to add to the charm by taking a leak. A very loud long one. During the vows.

From Anne Horvath
Posted on May 5, 2009 at 1:01 PM

During the vows? Now that's one for the ages. Did you giggle?

From Laurie Niles
Posted on May 5, 2009 at 4:09 PM

Call me a city girl, but I wasn't aware how extreme it is when a horse ah, relieves itself, until one year at the Rose Parade, when we were sitting along the route and were able to view this type of event right before us. It was absolutely attention-grabbing, the kids were pointing and laughing and after a while even the adults were giggling and asking each other, "Is this going to end?" and "Now I understand the saying, p*** like a racehorse!"

During the vows -- there must be a way to put a good face on that. Surely, it's incredibly good luck when a horse christens one's wedding like that....er...

From Anne-Marie Proulx
Posted on May 5, 2009 at 5:48 PM

I love so much horses that I think it must just have been cute! We need to laugh in life after all!

Anne-Marie

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