A Performance

I had an odd dream last night.

I was in church performing with the Wind Symphony and Mr. Beck was giving one of his long introductions. He came to a point where he wanted the brass to play something so he could demonstrate an idea he was trying to communicate, but the brass were sleeping and didn't respond. That said, the brass wouldn't have had much chance to respond, because the snare drummer beat them to it.

Mr. Beck looked a little puzzled and tried again, but once again the snare drummer hit the drum a few times. He then tried to move on but the snare drummer couldn't stop hitting the drum. It sounded accidental, but I couldn't see too well. I do recall the reaction of the snare drummer wasn't horror--it was laughter. They were trying desperately to hold it in.