Before I begin the story intended for this post, allow me to quote an audience member from this evening's show, who noticed instruments in the pit upon getting to his seat in the front row. He turns to his companion and says, with a bit of surprise and distaste "I guess there's music in this play."
Play? This show's an opera. Its ALL music. I hope he enjoyed it.
Ok, now to the point. At intermission today, a little girl (probably 5 years old?) leaned over the pit and asked me if I knew Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star. I did, of course thanks to Suzuki, and she asked me to play it. So, partially swallowing my pride, I started playing (with as much professionalism as I could muster) the Suzuki Book 1 classic and then asked her to sing along midway through.
Two observations:
1. I made this girl's night.
2. That song was easily the most beautiful thing I played all night. Take that as you will.
After the show, her dad leaned over the pit and said "Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star!" as if to compliment me. I'd bet this little girl's personal serenade meant more to her than the actual show itself.
Advice from the road: It's about the little things. Making a little girl's day can make your day, regardless of how silly you may feel in the moment.
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