Having kacked (translation: made mistakes; sucked) terribly at last nights rehearsal, I was anxious to get to rehearsal this aft. Right now I’m waiting (along with all the wind players) for the strings to finish their run through of the string orchestra selections.
We’ve already run the big challenge piece for me: the Moldau. Im convinced that Smetana’s wife left him for a clarinet player just before he wrote the thing.
The pic is Thomas Jones conducting a rehearsal Vivaldis Concerto for Four Violins.