Just finished the first rehearsal for our 4th of July concert here in Roch...and I think my lips have swollen to twice their original size. WB -- I don't know how you do it!!! Every single piece pushed the top of the range (well ... for concert band, anyway). Three hours of rehearsal and the other 1st looked at me: "You know," he said, "I'm starting to think this was a bad idea." I'll say. Why is it I can handle 3-4 hour jazz gigs playing lead, but a three hour concert band rehearsal that goes no higher than high C just blows my chops all to h*ll? I got a lot of compliments for my play, but they must have just been trying to be nice. I DID hit all the right notes ... eventually ... but you could certainly tell the other first and I were totally gassed at the end. It was a lot of fun, and the concert is going to rock. July 4th Silver Lake Pool 8pm just before the fireworks. But bring your earplugs -- I have a feeling they won't be needing the PA system for this one. Actually...I think a real part of the problem is that the brass section in this band treats every f as though it were fff and every ff as though you were trying to kill a herd of bison from 100 yeards away. We won't even talk about the fff's in 1812... It's a loud bunch, and that probably magnifies the problem. But really -- Warren -- how the heck do you keep going for three hours on those rehearsals without dying? How does anyone out there? I mean I can handle hour one, and hour two is okay if I pace the breathing a little bit...but getting into that last hour just kills me. How do you do it? Anyway, I'm not really complaining. Just couldn't help but think to myself, "my G*d, how does W do it?" Some spots there is so much playing, so high and for so long, that I earned the nickname "Submarine" last night because the rest of the section kept waiting for me to "come up for air" during the sustained passages. "He's GOT to breathe sometime...."