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I have been thinking about this over Christmas, especially after playing in a local non-pro Big Band  directed by Robin Cooper, and the next night attending  a lovely Christmas concert by some good friends here in Madrid. It also took me back to June and the visit here of the Liverpool Phoenix Concert Orchestra, which I’ve written about in another post.

Here are my ideas, I’d love to hear your comments on why you perform as an amateur musician.

Here are some reasons why some people (I’m not telling you which reasons are mine) might be involved in music as an activity that is not a form of income for them:

A star is born: persons who long to be on the stage and who dream that their big break is just around the corner, they are a discovery just waiting to be ….discovered;

Man in the mirror: persons who have a huge political/social conscience and hope to change the world through their campaigning through the platform which the arts can give them;

Love story: persons who believe that true love could flower in the next audition or in the interval at the very next show;

I don’t like Mondays: persons who have jobs that range from tedium to nail-biting tension and find performing a healthy escape;

Coca-cola reminiscence: persons who’d like to teach the world to sing, love doing music and want to share their pleasure with others … now we’re getting there…;

Moon riverdwellers: when Johnny Mercer wrote these gorgeous lines, don’t you think he was expressing that search for those spine tingling musical moments we’ve all had thanks to people around us when we’ve been playing/singing in choirs, bands or orchestras…

We’re after the same rainbow’s end–
waiting ’round the bend,
my huckleberry friend,
Moon River and me.

So there’s my Christmas quiz, all polite comments will be posted here for us all to enjoy.

This post is dedicated to the Big Band of the Aula de Musicas in Madrid: directed by Robin Cooper, and to all my friends from Liverpool and the Christmas Spirit group directed by Judy Macinnes:

Liverpool  Phoenix Concert Orchestra

Musical Director: Jill Hyde

Associate Conductor: Dr. Robert Howard

Violin: Christine Bratherton (Leader), Rose Sims, Robert Howard, Suzanne Dawber, Lyndsey Travis, Paul Dadswell, Jane Little, Yan Zhang

‘Cello: Charlotte Sawyer

Double Bass: Julia Cadman

Flute: Laura Bonnett, Jane Berry, Frances Aston

Oboe: Alex Swift

Clarinet: Susan Hyde, Maggie Edwards, Lyndsey Whelan

Bassoon: Helen Chatterton, Sara Padmore

Saxophone: Howard Fenton (flute), David Toller

Trumpet: Tony Lister, Gary Boden, Julie Baker

Trombone: Jonathan Malits

Tuba/ Bass Guitar: Mike McLoughlin

Percussion: Alasdair Chatterton, Janet Malits

Liverpool  Phoenix Concert Orchestra

Administration: Tish Bratherton

Tour Organisers: Jill Hyde, Tish Bratherton, Howard Fenton,

Susan Hyde, Christine Bratherton

The Singers:

Kevin Beer

Julie Davies

James Duggan

Delories Dunn

Diana Grayland

Richard Hunter

Judy MacInnes

John Ruescas



A dream about musicals was written by James Duggan for Jill Hyde and the members of the Liverpool Phoenix Concert Orchestra and Judy, Julie, Dolories, Diane, Kevin, Richard and John in 2010… well, I was there too……

A dream about musicals: by James Duggan


Last night I had a dream about musicals

I dropped three coins in a fountain

Julie Andrews appeared; on top of a mountain

Swaying and swirling and singing with glee

She said, “Come, sing with me”

“But, what’ll I sing?”; “Oh anything,

Just remember to start at the very beginning.”

As I began singing, a church bell was ringing,

She said, “Oh dear, I must go,

But come with me, for some tea,

To the cute little convent below.”



When we arrived, Henry Higgins

Was there with Eliza,

Eating jelly and custard and

Surrounded by a lot of young men

She spoke of the weather, and

The rain on the plain in Spain again and again and again.

Freddie arrived and sang about

The street where she lived.

Higgins was livid and stormed out of the place

Not before turning, picking up the bowl and

Throwing some custard in her face.



Andrew Lloyd Webber appeared

Rehearsing his version of Guys & Dolls

All gangsters in sharp suits and spats

But when I looked closely

I saw the cast was mostly

A few dogs and a whole load of cats.

Porgy was there with his Bess, if you ask me why, no reason,

It’s a dream, I guess

Lloyd Webber said wow

And the cats went miaow:

The whole thing was a bit of a mess.



I moved out west

To a bright golden haze on the meadow

And a strapping young man said, “Welcome to Oklahoma.”

His name was Curry and he showed me his surrey

The whole thing happened in such a hurry

There was a horse and a cow and a calf,

We had a bit of a laugh and I said,

“This place should be called Jokelahoma!



I floated to somewhere unspecific

To a sunset on some enchanted evening

Ah yes, South Pacific.

There a panto dame and a girl were sharing a wig

I started to stare

The girl said, “Shoo!”,

Grabbed some shampoo and

Washed that dame right out of her hair.

Julie A appeared again in a car

No, a taxi,

Being chased by a horrible nazi,

She said, “Sing!”, but when I opened my mouth

Nothing came out

I had woken up and then I knew

For a dream about musicals

To come true

Needs an orchestra like the one

Playing here

On the stage

For one night only

Especially for you.


Thanks James.

See also my post on the Liverpool Phoenix Concert Orchestra


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