“Oi!”
Scott interrupted a YouTube recording of Vivaldi’s Winter by hammering on Darren’s door, interrupting both the music and Darren’s attempts at rearranging the score. Mr. Weber had decided, after a wave of complaints from his students, that they wouldn’t do Vivaldi for the summer recital. Strictly speaking. Instead, each string section would elect a soloist and play the proper movement as an accompaniment to the soloist’s edited version.
Darren had hated the idea the moment it had been voiced, and sure enough, the other violinists had instantly dropped him in it. So what if he was the best violinist in the orchestra? That didn’t mean he wanted to spend hours creating a new twist on Vivaldi’s work. The Four Seasons was boring enough as it was—give Darren Tartini or Paganini any day. A
