And I played a few things to a studio and microphones and the people who were a part of the production, a scarier experience than either live performing (where physical presence and ephemerality can dissolve errant moments) or recording (where multiple takes is a given). I can see why good studio musicians are such a commodity.
And because my hosts are in the know in the arts scene in Provo, they suggested attending a play in which one of their friends was performing, A Day in the Death of Joe Egg. It says it's a comedy and perhaps it was my scant knowledge of the context of 1960's England, when it was written and takes place, but to me, the story of a broken marriage and a daughter with cerebral palsy was anything but dark. Still it was good to see some live theater.
A day of audiences of various kinds, seen and unseen. And tomorrow another kind of concert.
*The radio performance from this evening will be broadcast for the first time on on Classical 89.1 & 89.5 FM and classical89.org and rebroadcast on will be archived for on-demand listening at www.byuradio.org/highway89.