The backstage hall was wall-to-wall smiles. Just moments before, Barbara Harbach had charged the stage after we premiered her joyous *Jubilee Symphony screaming at them all the way, "That was spectacular"!
The Arianna Quartet's Kurt and Joanna stormed down the steps spewing out pieces of their minds in no uncertain terms "excellent" - "great job" - "beautiful".
I preferred to hang out on the edge wrapped in the silken echoes of Tchaikovsky's Andante cantabile (so eloquently sung by our youthful strings).
Intermission was up and it was back to work time.
In the abyss of despair over his dying ears, Beethoven flooded the world with the blazing sunglow of his prophetic second symphony and it was now up to us to pass on the word.
Just call me, "Grateful (underscore) 1".
Nat wanted me to cough up a music poem so here's my latest verbal fur ball.