An anticipation of something special hung in the air. The Moscow Promenade series had been one of the most memorable in recent years; tonight the final recital was expected to provide a fitting climax. The line up of musical talent on display certainly promised all that, and perhaps more.
On the rostrum, Igor Vaclav shared some last words with his right hand – lead violinist Chi-Xe Lang. These two needed to perform as one. Every note, every chord, every semi-quaver had its place. Igor and Chi-Xe wouldn’t accept anything less. Their reputations were the ones on the line. The rest of the orchestra were seen as an extension of them. The orchestra’s faults would be their faults; tonight was too important for mistakes.
The hall was soon filled with an explosion of sound. The audience sat enthralled as sweeping chords, crashing drums and heavenly strings rained down. As the finale approached Igor and Chi-Xe both noticed it: the cellist due to lead the closing piece wasn’t there. No time to think why. A quick glance between the two – they knew what was needed. Where there was meant to be cello there was instead violin. As the last note sounded the crowd roared their approval. The conductor and his right hand shared a relieved, and knowing smile.
Apologies at once again blowing the 150 word guideline; I hope you regard the extra 70 words as a bonus! This tale of two acting as one forms my entry into this week’s Photo Fiction challenge on Alastair’s WordPress site. The picture is copyright of http://kattermonran.com/.