The day before the concert

I'm ready. I've been ready all week. A week is a long time to pace and over-practice and pace again and double-check lists and practice one more time and think, in a fit of pre-concert insanity, that I should change the entire set list and then calm myself down with Thanksgiving leftovers (mmmm, carbs.) Leftovers eaten while pacing.

 Dress rehearsal tonight was a huge relief. 

One more big milestone on the journey to another concert. We flew through everything. Talked about the great publicity the concert has receive on radio and Martha's blog (thanks, KTOE, KMSU and The Free Press). Hoped together for a warm and responsive crowd.

After the band left, I spent a little time alone in the church with the harps, like I always do. Calibrating myself to the performance to come.

Ready to put the music on the stand.

Ready for the audience to fill these empty seats.

Because the music only really comes alive

when I'm playing for them.