Last night The Missus and I attended a recital at Nebraska Wesleyan featuring the faculty brass trio. Boy did we feel out of place. Nearly everybody in attendance was at least 40 years older or 10 years younger than us. (Most of the younger ones slept in the back.) As we left the recital we tried to think of the last time we saw an announcement for that sort of event; decided to go; and actually did go. It has been a while. We have tended to restrict ourselves to more kid-friendly fare. We should really get out more frequently.
The recital itself was enjoyable. At sixty minutes it was a little shorter than I expected, but that was fine. The pieces were short as well. When all was said and done the event reminded me that I will never play an instrument half as well as the instrumentalists on stage. Well, not unless I get stuck in some sort of Groundhog Day-esque timewarp.
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