While this was posted in the general mandolin area, it seemed appropriate to direct attention to folks here, lest you miss it.
"I was performing "Sailor's Hornpipe" for Prof. Wilden-Hüsgen (a Germany Mandolin instructor). Right away you'd know this is a nightmare, because I can't imagine Prof. Wilden-Hüsgen thinking that Sailor's Hornpipe was an appropriate selection for a classical mandolin competition.
Half-way through she stopped me, because my timing was wrong. There I was standing on stage, horrified that my timing was wrong...and frantically started to look through my case for my metronome, and it wasn't there, of course. I had no idea what the correct timing was, but it was wrong. That's when I woke up, so I don't know if I ever got Sailor's Hornpipe right.
There isn't a chance in the world that I'd ever enter the European Mandolin Competition, and I've never met Prof. Wilden-Hüsgen. But, there you have it. Somewhere in the deep recesses of my mind...I guess I should work more on my timing. "
The original poster may have some serious issues . . . I myself have had the usual nightmares about finding myself in school without my pants, though those have gone away long ago. Nowadays, it's the folks around me who would be desperately hoping it was just a nightmare, so I leave my pants on and my mandolin at home.
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