Today we had our rehearsal for the second coming of Wakuwaku. The season has begun. This year's program begins with Mendelssohn's Wedding March, proceeds to three pieces from Tchaikovsky's Nutcracker Suite, is weighted by Sibelius's Finlandia, and concludes with none other than the Radetzky March. Start'em while their young.
Our conductor, Iwamura-san, reminded us of the importance of the concert for these children, how the concert is the same every time for us, but each time we play it is the first time for a thousand, even two thousand thirteen-year-old children. For many it will be their first time seeing a symphony orchestra live. It's a pretty incredible thought. The orchestra is an amazing force to behold. But forty times of the Wedding March is also a pretty incredible thought. That's a fair percentage of a free-lance musician's summer income in America.
Iwamura-san is always imploring us to dig deeper into our souls, to find a greater passion for our perfunctory musical task. "Turn on your hearts!" he beseeched us today. He has the enthusiasm needed to carry us through these straits. Even if my heart engine can be a bit rusty during Wakuwaku, his energy in itself makes me smile. OK, this time with feeling.