Another night of tears. Proud tears and, as usual, I couldn't even wait until after practice. It always happens, the moment Julia steps onto the stage, I start breaking out in tears -- she isn't even sitting in her chair yet!! For cryin' out loud, somebody slap me so that I come to my senses and behave normal. I just can't help it. Then, I remembered that I don't even have a tissue with me. Stop cryin', you know what you are going to look like when the lights go back on? And so I tried really hard to keep it at bay with those darn tears.
Julia plays, amongst other programs, in the Kendall Honor's Orchestra (which is an honor's orchestra for the county I live in [the biggest in GA] ). She is first chair and I love it, cause it gives me a straight view of her when I am ready with my camera. Julia is playing the Viola (no, not the violin, the viola [deeper in sound]!!) for the past 3 years now and has put it in her head that she will go to Julliard or Harvard (as she still toys with her original plan of becoming a pediatric heart surgeon). The concert was a success and as always, it has been professionally recorded. Another Julia-CD finding it's place in my car stereo.
She plays all kinds of music.. from Tchaikovsky to Beethoven to Johann S. Bach; Stairway to heaven to Eleanor Rigby. This morning, I woke up not feeling all too chipper. One of my favorite songs for Julia to play just for me for my own private concert is Eleanor Rigby by the Beatles. That song, for some reason, is in my head since I awoke. Not the original version, but how Julia plays it. That song somehow displays my mood I am in at the moment, while I am having my morning coffee. The song in the included player obviously isn't played by Julia, but that's what it sounds when she plays it. (ggrrr... stupid player... to listen to the full song, i guess you have to click the link in the player... )