Concert Night!

Our band concert was last night.
We always have a guest band play with us, usually either a nearby high school, or a community band. But I think this was the first time we had a middle school band. And they were very good. They sounded as good as some high school bands.

And our band was very good too~
I was actually on percussion for one song. Mr. G said it was because he could trust me to count. Which is rather unnerving, because if you lose your palce on a percussion piece, there's no way to find it again.
But I managed to not get lost, so that's good.
And we also played an arrangement of Frozen, for the middle school kids. That was fun. But it was slightly different from the movie music, so I kept getting thrown off during our first rehearsals of the piece.

The last song was what Mr. G dubbed our "project of the semester." It was a long piece, with a lot of dynamic changes.
And the whole first part is very quiet.
And during the entire 10+ minute piece, a little girl in the front row was coughing. Loud coughs, not trying to cover them up, or muffle them. And that was all I could hear for the entire song, because it was so loud, and cutting through every single quiet part of the piece - which as about half of the song.
And she hadn't coughed during any of the loud pieces. It had to be the quiet one.
The girl was about 10. And the mom was just sitting there, not doing anything. Why didn't she take the girl out? Where the heck is your sense of decensy and respect? We've been working all semester on this piece - our final song of the concert and our "project for the semester." And you let you kid just sit there, hacking the entire time. The girl may have needed help too.
The moment the song was over, she fled with the girl. No, she couldn't do that at the beginning of the song. She had to wait until the second it was over to take her noisy kid out.
Oh my freaking god. Use your damn brains, people.

So, that cast a rather sour note to the end of our concert.
And usually I'm so excited after performing...