Orchestrating a Murder
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Four cellos and two violas swayed in, and my anxiety soared knowing my moment was near. But his time on earth, this Frain, this unpalatable percussionist – his time was dwindling. Like Tchaikovsky before me, I would send this solder boy to his deserved death.
I stealthily moved from my station, the xylophone unnecessary for Tchaikovsky’s masterpiece 1812 Overture. Positioned myself behind the loudest instrument on stage – the cannon! Oh, how I adored our conductor for his authenticity.
The first of my sixteen shots rang out, and I rejoiced. Direct hit! “Man down,” I yelled, but the cannons swallowed my voice. We had lost one snare drummer, but gained so much more. The sweet entry of church bells ushered in a crescendo. Also, a medic.
Unlike Tchaikovsky, however, Frain experienced no revival.
If you choose to play the Tchaikovsky music, the cannons come in with all their glory a little after the 12-minute mark. But it’s worth listening to the entire piece. Wonderful. Unless you’re on the wrong end of the cannon, of course. Come back to learn what Frain gets killed by April 5.
- Dinosaur (our first time-travel piece?)
Editor’s note: My Tuesdays are wretched, so I won’t be able to visit other blogs till late.