The continuing quartet performed last week. This was their first rehearsal since then, so I had a look for some new music for them and took a couple of compilation books along. The first violin and viola were there at the start, so I gave them each a book to flip through and see if anything took their fancy.
Viola [looking at me with big eyes through big glasses, over the music stand]: Can we do Tango, number 3?
When the second violin and cello arrived I handed out booklets, and they all had a look through their parts before we played. A bit of "How does my part go?" and "What's that rhythm?" and "Is that a 2 or a 3?" and then someone looked across at the 2nd piece. I was still helping the cello, and the other girls started off the rhythm - dum - da dum - da dum - da dum ... for a while.
Cello [so judgmentally]: What's that? Bor-ing.
We started playing the tango. The cello part was really easy. While she was playing, she stole a few glances at the second piece.
Cello [suddenly, eyes wide, very excited, and still playing]: Oh! OH! Can we do the number 2? PLEASE? I just worked out which piece it is and my grandma LOVES it!
Viola: So are we playing that one now? Fun-nee cull-ee fun-nee cull-ah?
Me [laughing]: Um. Ah. Few-ni-cue-lee few-ni-cue-lah.
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