Took a right proper shit on Tosca today. It wasn't relaxing at all. It's simply amazing how orchestral musicians respond when they see 'p' or 'pp' written in their parts. I'm starting to see why Gunther used to get tied up in fits. If I were conducting, I'd be putting my thumb on the orchestra pretty hard by now.

Of course, I played like ass regardless.

Doesn't help when I've got water in nearly every tone hole as the the room is -freezing-. Which is more expensive, heating the hall that extra little bit before, or paying for my cracks?

Done with my rant...short and not-so-sweet.

Bite me.