Wednesday, June 26, 2024
We have had an extraordinary amount of rain this spring/summer. Floods are happening everywhere in the upper Midwest. I watched videos of houses falling into rivers today. It is climate change for sure (although some still refuse to believe it).
It was nice enough (not raining) to be out in the pool today. I wandered the backyard – it is jungle-y back there. All the plants are big (Jurassic style!) – weeds and flowers. After several years of not getting my orange lilies, they are going strong this year. At least there is some upside of all this water.
There was a Sheldon band concert tonight and we went down with Tom and Louise. It was an absolutely beautiful evening. Look at Keith, still over there playing flugelhorn. He played the same feature tune he played at the spring concert and got claps. Then a bit later in the program, they played Under the Boardwalk. He played the melody the whole song. Just him. It was another flugelhorn solo, but everyone pretended it wasn’t (?). Mmmm. No claps. No pointing at him and smiling or anything. No worries, but it was unusual.
I tangled with the sound guy at intermission. The two sound guys stood behind us and talked (TALKED) through an entire song. Then they went and sat in chair not far from us and talked (TALKED). I went over during intermission and said their talking was really disruptive and he responded by telling me they had to talk, and talk loud enough to be heard over the band, because it was their job. I’ve been to several concerts before and have never heard sound guys talking. He suggested if we didn’t like it, we move (and he wasn’t very polite about it), so we did.
I’ve never heard sound guys talking, either. I predict a short career for these particular ones. Actively distracting an audience from your work seems like a good way to get less work.
The guy I talked to also ratcheted (crank crank crank) up speakers on stands three times during songs. 🤦♀️ I hope his career is short
Those dudes 1) don’t know what they’re doing and 2) don’t know why they’re there. It’s like camera people who behave as though they’re the only people present at an event and that their photos are THE most important thing. Good grief. A pox upon them…
And I didn’t even mention one of the solo mics was so hot I wanted to put my fingers in my ears. You make a good analogy with the photographer!
Orange lilies! Mine were amazing too.☺️
I love that yours are always amazing!