| rehearsal weekend with the orchestra II |
[Oct. 30th, 2004|11:30 pm] |
Our little fan was back on his chair in the rehearsal room at 9 o’ clock, ready to watch us play. How cute! But realising it was just a strings’ rehearsal he left immediately during tuning already. What an idiot!
Great the first violin moron from yesterday left last night already but therefore we have the other idiot there, now. The grumpier I am towards him the nicer he is towards me. I don’t want him to be nice to me. And I don’t want him to smile at me like he’s just fallen in love. Eeeeeek! *shudders* He’s the definition of uncool. He’s 30something, lives with “mommy” and looks like “mommy” gives him things to wear every morning: chequered shirt stuffed inside unfancy pants with probably extremely expensive but even more out of fashion shoes. You can always see his ugly purple socks because his pants are way too short and he plays the violin like a construction worker. Poor violin! :’-( At least his mom doesn't seem to allow him to stay out at night since he always drives home in the evenings and comes back in the mornings.
I was standing behind the trumpet guy when I was queuing up for my lunch. Was he 20cm smaller than me yesterday, too?
Why does it always have to be freezing in youth hostels? I think I’m getting a cold. Nooooo! I need to be able to wear my short skirt in London for Mr. “I stare at every knee under a short skirt”.
After dinner the evening rehearsal schedule was announced:
Brahms
Verdi
Mozart
Warsteiner
(for all non-Germans: Warsteiner is a German beer)
Warsteiner was of great use in getting to know our new American trumpet player and our new Romanian clarinet player a bit better. *cough* Not _that_ well! Confusion was at it’s peak when my friend tried to teach the Romanian words she just learned to the American guy while the French clarinettist and I were trying to explain French, Norwegian and Finnish drinking toasts to the Romanian guy. It ended up with my friend speaking English to me and I made her blush deeply when I replied in English “You know what? I can speak German!” |
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