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Meet My Orchestra

I am, like, sitting right here trying to write about having a fun time in Dallas and how one can really revv up the volume in a night club somewhere way yonder in Dallas….and I just can't help but say that I am having a splendid time listening to some orchestra playing around me. 

Literally.....AROUND me. Isn't it a 3D experience you're getting, you're asking. Oh, INDEED! If this is not 3D then I don't know what is....this orchestra can knock the socks off of Dolby Surround Sound System. This is LIVE, baybae and it doesn't get any better than this - I promise you. 

Meet, first, the most beautiful sound you will ever hear on the planet....the trombone. 

Lucky for me, the trombone plays quietly from the back but the sound of each screech, smash, pop, creak and groan can be heard loud and clear because my little 'office' is (once again, lucky me) is facing the back of my house. So, quickly, the trombone is my favorite instrument of them all. 

Not losing out on the attention-front, the violins play also loud and clear from my front. Oh, they're really good at what they do because they're an experienced bunch of violinists. The bad thing is that they're very near to retirement

But look at them, aren't they splendid?

Doing a swell job as well, the cello plays to my left. They're not really good at playing and only play occassionally. Sometimes they're required to play, sometimes they're not...and they're prone to kicking up a hissy fit as and when they like. 

I miss them when they're not playing.

 

The flute people comes and goes too and their inexperience shows. They've only recently joined the orchestra, you see. Although they're sitting quite far to my right, I can still hear every drill that they perform for me. Whoopee

Oh, the sweet sound of orchestra stops playing sometimes promptly around 5pm and that's when I get my eardrums back. 

Back to writing about having unabashed fun in Dallas, then. You're so jealous that you don't have a live orchestra playing for you, aren't you?

I know. I am, like....so blessed.

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