The Mus-ette

Thinking Before You Save the World

The wind blew ferociously across the stage last weekend at the White River State Park pavilion, where the Indianapolis Chamber Orchestra was performing on a summer pops series. Families clustered on the grounds beneath us, sitting in lawn chairs or sprawling on blankets in the afternoon sun. They might have had little awareness of the blustery weather on stage, were it not for the constant flapping of the music on the stands or the frenzied attempts of my fellow musicians and I to secure our lawless pages with clothes pins.