Last week i got a bit classical at Royal Festival Hall on another magical mystery trip of free stuff from my friend Nik. Last time it ended messily with a pair of flippers and a giant cat from Texas on a James Bond river cruise but as you can imagine the Orchestra was a little more sedate. In fact the only thing that was ridiculous was the price of the nano ice creams in the foyer.
So i donned my cultural hat and took in something-ofski in b flat. Now me and Nik were both in the school band (miming the Trombone was my speciality) so i think we were more than qualified to be there and as good as the music was i still didn't know when a dramatic pause turned into an interval or what the hell the conductor was actually doing.
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