Strike up the Band

Tomorrow is the Iowa City Community Band's first practice of the season. I'm so excited! I've missed playing. I wasn't in town for the Christmas concert, so it's been a long time since I joined my musical comrades.

My lips and jaw will hate me around 11:30 tomorrow morning.

I'm going to miss a few of the concerts this year because of our vacation plans (which I'll outline as the time approaches -- think sun and sand and Henry's first experience with an ocean). But here's a list of the ones I'm planning to attend, in case you'd like to come listen.

2 p.m., Saturday, June 5 -- Iowa City Arts Festival, Ped Mall, Iowa City
6:30 p.m., Thursday, June 10 -- Coralville Music in the Park, Morrison Park, Coralville
7:30 p.m., Saturday, June 26 -- Saturday Night Movie, Downtown Iowa City
4 p.m., Sunday, June 27 -- Joint Concert with New Horizons, Upper City Park, Iowa City

Depending on our holiday plans, I may play in the 4th of July parade and for the fireworks show in Coralville. We're playing it by ear. Hardy har.'

EDITED: I lied. I can't go to the June 5 concert either. We'll be celebrating my inlaws' 50th anniversary. Now I'm wondering whether it's even worth going to practices and playing concerts if I'm only making a fourth of the season. However, I must go at least once to bask in the glory of seeing my name listed as a "Friend" of the band, for donating a philanthropically phenomenal $25 to help defray budget costs for music purchases and paying the director.

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