Music...my Muse, My First Love Stirs my Soul

Huntsville TX Realtor, Mari Montgomery, Dreamed a Dream.  She dreamed that her world would always be filled with music, she dreamed of sharing her song, literally and figuratively.

But, as in every good Sonata Form in Music, that Dream had a "Development" section.

Fast forward to the present--there was a "present."  As I sat in the new "James and Nancy Gaertner Performing Arts Center" on the campus of Sam Houston State University last evening, my heart began to swell along with the crescendos of the fabulous brass section of the Houston Symphony Orchestra in their very first selection, Fanfare, Op. 59 by Aulis Sallinen The performance was last evening in Huntsville TX. 

As the cacophony of overtones and undertones refracted from the smooth light wood finish, reminiscent of the look of Avery Fisher Hall in Lincoln Center, New York City,      and was met by my very receptive and appreciative senses, I remembered.  I remembered the feeling...

The feeling of the my first time....my premiere performance with a major symphony orchestra.  I walked out on the stage dazed by the lights, mesmerized by every movement of the conductor.  I wasn't nervous, just "scared to death." 

But, as musician union rules go, when the rehearsal time is over---it's "over."  They pack up and leave.  Well, it just so happened the rehearsal time came to a close in the first 20 measures of my opening song.  There were cuts, changes; the conductor "talked me through them."  But, that's right no rehearsal.  Oh my goodness.  Yikes.....it was, let's say "thrilling." 

Okay, I walked out on stage, the downbeat happened--what next??---I heard myself singing--I thought---oh god-- I was lost---I just "kept on singing."  There you go, the next time you feel lost, just "keep on singing." 

The next thing I knew everyone in the audience was in their feet.  A standing ovation??  But wait-----no one from my family, or any even distant relative was attending said concert.  Holy Cow!  I couldn't believe it. It was pure magic. I had done it--I had shared my song---and a few more bfore the concert came to a close.

Last night in Huntsville TX, a simple concert was "not so simple." It was laced with innuendos of the past.  It was haunted; there was definitely an unexplainable presence of friendly and comforting ghosts of the past.  What an exciting time, I was poor, but I was indeed a professional singer. 

Am I--was I -- world renowned?  Uh, hardly.  However, my goal was clear--and it happened.  It was so much better than I could have expected and definitely had its twist.

There's more, much more, but that's another -- or maybe too many blogs.