Saturday, April 29, 2006

Back from Charlotte. The only thing I really care to share is that there was a difficulty with a rehearsal that the group I was with had planned to hold at the hotel. The difficulty? There wasn't a room for it. So, I offered the suggestion that I use for most problems:

"Let's go to the bar."

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Note the disco ball above the dance floor. Seven hours earlier this room was kicking with single forty-somethings. This morning it was kicking with the sounds of plastic reeds and missed E-flats in the Key of Bb.

1 comment:

Gunner said...

...and still stayed in the black. That's impressive.