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The Wedding Gig

The wedding gig went well, and I do believe, for that moment,
my sun was at noon.

Oh, and the bride was lovely.

Comments

Vic said…
Robyn, that's fantastic to hear. To be nervous shows that you're human and care about how you play.
Well done for finding a way to deal with it.
7:56 PM
Cheltenhamdailyphoto said…
I'm so glad. Knew you'd do well. We want the pics though. You knew there'd be demands....lol
9:41 AM
Neponset River Bridge Dig said…
Like she told me - "that's some BIG horn you have there"
1:13 PM
dive said…
I'm so glad the gig went well, Robyn, but why are you dressed up as Harry Potter?
3:06 PM
Maria said…
Did they have those little pastel colored sugar mints? Because it is all about the mints at a wedding.
5:50 PM
Anonymous said…
Fantastic Robyn. I loved the oh and the bride was lovely - too funny!
4:44 AM
peahen said…
Hi Robyn, I'm just catching up a bit and love this post so much. I've not made a big thing of it on my cornet blog, but performance anxiety is something which I've become very familiar with over the last year. Before going onstage again, I'm going to return to this post, because the best thing seems to be to visualise your successes rather than worrying about what could go wrong (can be self-fulfilling). By coincidence, I read this earlier: The greatest mistake you can make in life is to be continually fearing you will make one. - Elbert Hubbard (1856-1915), The Note Book
8:34 AM
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