At the Symphony

The theater seats, I’m guessing, 3-thousand

or more, all spectators like me are there to

hear the symphony. The house lights dim

as the stage lights rise. The orchestra is tuned

and ready. A customary round of applause as

the maestro, distinguished with his white hair,

black tuxedo and bow tie, enters stage left. He

smiles genially, shakes the concertmaster’s hand,

and makes his way to center stage. Atop the ros-

trum, he bows to the audience and turns smartly

to face the orchestra with his baton held high.

Prokofiev is featured on the program tonight.

With excitement and delight, each of those in

attendance will absorb each movement, every

note personally. My eye is trained on the per-

cussionist who has a wide array of instruments

and devices aligned in front of him and to either

side. His fervor is intense and his every beat,

impeccable.

Chris Hanch 3-13-19