The future is not written yet, it is but a mere prediction or a guess, on our part, based on what seems a logical outcome of the present moving forward.
It is now where we live.
Now asks little of us but we keep comparing it to what has been and what we think is coming.
The PBs played well tonight in difficult circumstances:
- We played at the end of a long evening when people were thinking about going home.
- The sound in the hall was like a big echo.
- The stage made it hard to balance instruments and was very hot - the violin didn't like that.
Still, we did the job - well done PBs.
I'm not working tomorrow and intend to spend most of the day with my violin.
Violin? Just in case.
As you regular readers know, I've been working on speaking Italian for quite a while. I speak English too - quite well, in fact. This week, as I spent a lot of time writing Irish music charts, I realised that I also read and speak Music pretty well. Though, I guess the trick with the Music language is to listen well. I plan to really listen to how my violin speaks tomorrow.