Second verse, same as the first.
A little bit louder... a little bit worse...
Ok, it wasn't worse. It was actually shorter.
And there were no surprises.
But good golly, miss Molly, the 'senior chorus' performed first... and I was truly expecting something better than last night's "junior chorus"...
You'd think, right?
Don't know what happened. Maybe it was the unfortunate placement of one of the microphones? There was one kid who couldn't carry a tune in a bucket. I never quite put my finger on which kid it was (I was sitting way across the auditorium, and regrettably close to the speaker), but that microphone picked up EVERY sour note (and there were many) that proceeded out of his mouth. Poor Ken, I thought he was going to turn inside out from trying not to visibly cringe.
But soon, it was time for the Jazz Band to hit the stage. We'd moved to the Jazz Band side of the auditorium, and I was sitting nice and close. I had such high hopes for the photos that I could take...
And then I realized that Skip was going to be sitting BEHIND the rank of saxophones, and... what? Who put a set of vibraphones between me and the rhythm section?
But I have a good little video clip of one of the songs. Maybe I'll try to figure out how to post to YouTube....
So once again, I have nothing to show for the actual event, but I pulled Skip aside during the intermission.
Oh, and Skip?
They want their hair back.
psst. See that bass he's holding? It belongs to the school.
In 12 days?
He'll have his very own. Made of bright shiny awesome red, even.
It's hiding in my closet right now. I can hardly wait to bring it out and play it!!!!!
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