I can't believe that I haven't noticed that i haven't puy anything up that happened at our winter concert...(facepalms). Well it went really good i think. On my part it went good. My solos at the end of two of are peices sounded alright to me. But who knows, secretley my band director is planning on giving me away to aliens because i didn't play it perfectley to him. (My creative imagination I have.) Anyways our little sixth graders sounder really good for being, well, sixth greaders. Although when they were warming up it sounded like they were trying to call satan to them, it was a bit scary. I never knew how long the concert seemed to drag on with the middle school being in it until now, although last year it seemed that the high school's music seemed to go on forever to until now too so yeah. The seventh grade percussionists made me so happy because they were all playing in time will each other and it sounded so beautifilly. (until I seen how there technique was, some of them looked decent....only some...) The eighth graders well we didn't get to listen to them because we had to go warm up. Since the jazz band had to play had after the concert high school I went and warmed up my saxophone. The looks the percussionist gave me were pricless. They didn't know that I played saxophine and they just kept giving me looks of confusion, it was great. (Some of the percussionist knew I was playing saxophine though so yeah for them.) Once we got on the stage, I will admit, i was a bit nervouse. I wasn't as nervous has ii have been for the past years though which was nice. We played our fist song and i was ok, until the next song came and I had to play that solo at the end. My heart was pounding and i falt like if I messed this up I was going to die, but no problem I played the last note and the song was over. (I falt like my heart jumped out of my ribbcage though.) The last song, again the fear od the deadly solo I had to play. Again it freaked me out but I falt more confident this time. The sing ended and everyone cheered. Then our band director started talking about what was going on and how hes planning on leaving after the school year ended. (When he first told the high school we all lost it and started crying. Still it hurts me now, but I'm happy hes going to go into a career he likes more.) I started freaking out when i couldn't find my music and realized it was sitting on a table in the band room and mentally slapped myself. Once the jazz band played was when I really started to freak out though. I had never really played in front of a huge crowd like thid and it scared me, until we started palying and I felt more confident. For the concert I'd say it went very smoothly. Now i just have to practice the new songs for jazzband, concert band, and practice the percussion auditions, I'm gonna have fun this Christmas break