Shaddup. I only rested my eyes for a moment, during the horn solo. My cymbal smash came right on cue, thank you very much. Backseat conductor, you. Hush.
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1 comment:
Hey, sometimes when you're up all night perfecting your part, with that mean conductor, you are entitled to a little nap during the performance. Who hasn't dosed during a hymn or two?
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