Sure, lots of swells were shocked when the conductor of the Minnesota Orchestra resigned. You're serious? You're not kidding?
There's still a Minnesota Orchestra?
Who knew?
Well, we can get another. I've been to a few orchestra concerts, and as far as I can tell there's nothing to this conducting racket. You show up, raise your arms to start and then you play Air Orchestra for half an hour. You point at the brass when they're supposed to come in, like that's a big surprise to them. Thanks for the heads-up, chief. Only been practicing this one for six weeks.
You make these little shh-shh gestures when the oboe's too loud, never thinking we might want to hear more oboe. You act like you're in charge, but you don't even have any paper in front of you. Then you turn around at the end and bow like you're personally responsible.
It's like a guy who stands in front of a newspaper box muttering for an hour, then expects us to think he wrote every work in the latest edition. C'mon.
How's anyone gonna know he's gone if the next time there's a concert, the conductor doesn't turn around? Slap on an Osmo wig.
This strike, it's just ridiculous. I'm sure there are reasons, but you know it comes down to the long green. I've said it before: There's nothing as greedy and needy as a professional musician. They all go into the business for the usual reason: fame, money, groupies, hotel parties where the TV sets go out the window into the pool and the manager has to pay off the guy at the front desk.