The string section was very crowded,
We were worried about stabbing one another
It was chaotic
I think Ben noticed something was wrong
Strains from West Side Story floated back and forth.
Euphonium and Bass, together at last
Howard's bow knocked the violist's music off the stand later in the performance, but we hardly missed a beat.
The concertmaster took it all in stride.
We found some space for the cellos.
Woodwinds were pressed against the back of the stage.
Children checked in with parents before we started.
You can see the world in a horn.
Intermission. How did we ever find room for a harp?
The bass in the bell.