November 9, 2009

Late Nights

I just got home, and I've barely even started my homework. So much for knocking out 5.1 during rehearsal.

That was, I think, the longest rehearsal of my life. Havana is my new worst enemy. And the entire thing just felt futile, since Harry and I are really only the backup pianos anyways. I won't even have to stay for the second act tomorrow.

Speaking of Harry, for some reason, he looks really, really cute in the light of those little music-reader thingies we use. I think it's because it highlights bone structure while rendering his greasy hair virtually invisible.

At least I've been getting on well with the clarinets behind me, Eccentrius and whats-his-name. Unfortunately, I probably won't get to sit with them again. Instead, the electric is front, center, right near the drum set, and not really good for conversation. Damn.

3 comments:

Jackie said...

HELL WEEK SUCKS.
i am sorry.
i'm also bad at haikus.

Miss Outlier said...

So glad you commented! It's a pleasure to hear from you.

Hang in there.. and find a way to weasel in a conversation in the glow of the music stand lights... :)

Gretchen said...

last year, i had my back to the stage, drum set behind me, and piccolo slash flutes to my northwest