...Such a warm voice...perfect for this sad song...
https://youtu.be/rk88TGY_jB8Years ago, an Orchestra that I played in, did a concert with Michael. He was a very nice man, and I really enjoyed the rehearsal and the concert.
It was at the County Fair, and was heavily attended.
We rehearsed with him in the afternoon, and the concert was in the evening. We musicians got a steak dinner after the rehearsal...and FREE BEER!!! Before the dinner, two of my friends and I each got a huge cup of beer, and walked around, looking at the exhibits. We went outside the Hall, and I saw some horses in a small corral. I led my friends over to them, and after seeing that the horses were friendly, I made friends with them and showed the other two how to pet a horse.
As we were visiting with the horses, I looked over and saw two men and a woman sitting at a table, and they were watching us VERY closely. I figured that they were the owners, and waved to them as we went back into the hall.
The concert was marvelous! I teared up when we performed the above work. I was the Principal cello, and actually had a number of short solo passages where I was playing while Michael was singing.
And, I did NOT miss a note or play out of tune.
After the concert, after Michael had taken his curtain calls, we musicians started to leave the stage. I looked to my left, and those three owners were standing right by the stage, looking at me. I smiled, and walked over to the edge of the stage and squatted down so I could speak to them. I figured that they were going to praise my playing...but instead...they said...
"Hey, aren't you the girl who was looking at our horses?"
I told them, "Yes, those are mighty fine animals."
I just take compliments however I can get one...I don't care about the reason.
