| Mikey, I can appreciate that tale. I recall camping in the Crow Wing area with no tent (survivalist training), and the instant the sun went down they came out, in droves. That was one LOOOOONG night.
Me?
I recall playing one summer in an outdoor concert for our community band and the skies promised a good thunderstorm. We decided to try and squeeze in what playing we could until the rain arrived. With paperclips and plexiglass ready we started our concert.
As we're playing I notice a look of mild concern on the conductor's face gradually morph into a wide-eyed panic. We finished the first piece and he immediately started the second. Still no rain.
About 1/3 of the way into the second piece he cuts us off at the end of a phrase. "Thank you," he called to everyone, waving his hands. "Go home!"
He closed his folder and BOOM. THe heaviest downpoor I remember in years. Talk about timing!
Of course, that was really a near-miss more than anything. Otherwise not too bad. If you work with a HS around here, you get used to tuning flat (the woodwinds can only compesate so much...) during fall/winter months. I've had to play outdoors in 20 degree weather, it sucks.
But I wonder -- to our AZ friends -- what's it like playing outside in the summer there? I can imagine 115 degrees (heck, even a milder 105) in the hot sun would just make holding a horn torture! And I can't imagine sticking that mouthpiece up to the chops if it's been sitting under the sun for any length of time....
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