Practicing is Courting
The artist and the notes exploring each other
If awkwardly, sometimes.
Stumbling through phrases to see where there’s a connection
And where work is needed.
Rehearsals bring support
A kind of group date (or game night perhaps)
Where couples lean on friends
Each still nurturing their own relationships.
But knowing help is there.
The cycle then restarts
Practices delve deeper, more personal, and more raw.
A bond is cemented.
And rehearsals become more about how friends interact.
As they move to the goal
Publicly declaring
In front of the witnesses and friends,
What they’ve nurtured and grown.
And after the public pomp and circumstance:
Fabulous ecstasy.
…Which to some is the point
That explosion of applause is why they even perform.
Focusing on the thrill.
Letting it fill them as they stand and take their bow
They got what they came for.
That’s not THE moment though.
A deeper joy: the last note still ringing, baton still in the air.
That anticipation.
The musician looks deeply into the eyes of the music
And sighs, surrendering.
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