Aug 21, 2009 12:44
I was waiting for it and now it has happened. I heard Phoebus' band camp this morning. It happens every year around this time. The first year after I graduated, I actually started to get up because I was worried that I would be late for band. I quickly realized after I had woken up completely that I had graduated and I no longer had to endure strenuous workouts and long hours of playing. Even though it was a lot of work, I have to admit that I do miss it sometimes. Playing in the band was something that I enjoyed very much.
My favorite part was when we were playing a piece of music in classical band. Working together to play something beautiful is an indescribable feeling. I used to love to feel the music flowing through me. One time, I actually stopped playing and closed my eyes to hear the band play. *sigh* I miss those days.
Why waste money on psychotherapy when you can listen to the B Minor Mass?
-- Michael Torke