kate7837.jpgThis is the first weekend that PJ (Paavo Jarvi – we use initials in the library to differentiate between our mass of music directors) is conducting after a month’s hiatus, so tonight’s concert is sorta a big deal. I am estatic that I have a date, or as I say, arm candy, to escort me tonight. One of the hazzards of having musicians as friends is that they are usually on stage, and not sitting next to me making me look cool. There are other hazzards, such as getting caught at customs, but that’s a blog for another day. I’m honored of having Miss Kate by my side this evening. We’ll be the two loudly clapping inappropriately, and questioning some strong choices of fashion by the patrons. Oh, and we’ll be the only two under the age of fifty-four.