Of course, at the end we played 1812 and Stars and Stripes and they shot off a bunch of fireworks...
We had a new music director a little more than a decade ago, and he did a wonderful job on the entire concert but got a little distracted on 1812 and lost his place right before the cannons start (you know, where lower instruments do a descending hemiola and finally the tuba and some other instruments trace that overlapping descending line into the cannon fire section).
(By the way, we had a real carillon - bell tower - and of course we had real cannons).
When he realized he was lost (as that section was sort of repetitive and monotonous) he eyed me with desperation.
I offered back a wink and a smile and he looked up to the sky with a "thank God" look.
Rather than blending in my entrance with the quieter instruments, I went ahead and entered it full volume so there would be no mistaking where we were, and he would be back on track.
It was all good. He and I were buddies after that.
I typically don't think it's a good idea to have a music director as one of my buddies, but that was an exception, I suppose.





