A few weeks ago my band went to a college called Fullerton for a festival. At the end of the day, as many of you know, Fullerton got up to play their songs to urge people to come to their school. They got to their last song, (something based off of WEST SIDE STORY), when the BD got up and anounced the peice, saying that we were lucky, because that would be their last time preforming the peice, due to the extreme dificulty it posed for the woodwinds (He said the guy probably got payed for every note, considering the copious amount of notes the woodwinds had) sweatdrop
They got about halfway through the peice when my friend nuged me (I had been entranced by the awesome bass flute) saying "Seizure." One of the clarinetists was on the ground, twiching, and another player holding her still. eek I hadn't noticed, because they had still been playing! They continued to play till the end of the movement, waited for her to stop twitching and be carried off by stage managers, and continued to play.
I was amazed by the profesionalism that they showed. They were playing while another player was having a sizure! My epaleptic drum major told me afterwards that it was pretty bad. He was freeking out after seeing another epaleptic, and told him if he ever had a sizure on stage I would run and help him. And it's true! gonk I couldn't watch a friend be hurting in front of me, expecialy not one I look up to. cry
My quesion is : Do you think their is a line between profesionalism and carirng for a friend? Like, do you think that you could watch your friend be hurt, but still continue to play. Or, any extreem profesionallism you have seen.
They got about halfway through the peice when my friend nuged me (I had been entranced by the awesome bass flute) saying "Seizure." One of the clarinetists was on the ground, twiching, and another player holding her still. eek I hadn't noticed, because they had still been playing! They continued to play till the end of the movement, waited for her to stop twitching and be carried off by stage managers, and continued to play.
I was amazed by the profesionalism that they showed. They were playing while another player was having a sizure! My epaleptic drum major told me afterwards that it was pretty bad. He was freeking out after seeing another epaleptic, and told him if he ever had a sizure on stage I would run and help him. And it's true! gonk I couldn't watch a friend be hurting in front of me, expecialy not one I look up to. cry
My quesion is : Do you think their is a line between profesionalism and carirng for a friend? Like, do you think that you could watch your friend be hurt, but still continue to play. Or, any extreem profesionallism you have seen.
