Last night was a High Priest event for our Stake. I was asked to play the organ at the Mormon Center. Other organists used to complain about the organ there and I turned a deaf ear because it was 'my' organ. Now that I've been playing another organ for a couple of years, I understand their complaints!
Back to last night: I was on the organ bench and had just finished prelude. The Stake President was making announcements and I decided to adjust my bench a bit. I put my legs forward so I could push against the organ and my knee brushed the metal cover on the light for the pedals. It's usually pushed firmly onto the flourescent bulb but last night it was loose. It clanged onto the pedals, sounding like pots falling on tile floors.
I was mortified, but I tried to pick it up so it wouldn't be in my way for the opening song. I just made more noise! Then the cover settled under the pedals. It probably would have been okay, but I was worried about it hitting one of the pedals and not being able to play the note, so I got down on my hands and knees and gently pulled it out of the way.
While I was in that position (prone), I heard the Stake President thank the chorister and me (individually). I wanted to stay on the floor until attention was called away from us, but he announced the opening song and I had to get up to play.
One more 'organ adventure'! (Yes, there have been many.)
Saturday, September 11, 2010
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