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Beautiful, Robyn. Shame the Obama girls talked all the way through! lol.
dive said…
Thank you for this, Robyn; I missed all the pictures as I was stuck on my three-and-a-half hour commute home, but I heard it all on the radio.
A beautiful ceremony, an inspiring and stirring speech and just a wonderful day for the whole world.
Shan said…
That is how you play those instruments! I thought that was just a joy to watch and from the look on Yo-Yo's face, it was a joy to play as well. :)
savannah said…
it was fantastic! xoxoo
Alifan said…
Hi Robyn... it was a gorgeous day for them all.. I was lucky enough to watch it live and I was very moved...

I hope it rubs off on this country now..... he needs all the luck in the world what a task he has...
Anonymous said…
Robyn, thanks for this. What a stunning piece! Thanks to John Williams, I believe. I heard this on the radio, but nothing like seeing the artists playing in person. If our esteemed maestro (Eric) sees this, perhaps it's a possibility for Tusc. Phil...Bodhan, Elaine, Jim, and a keyboard player!!!
Scout said…
PF, I thought the same thing, but of course YOU would be the keyboard player.

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