I learned very quickly that the conductor of the orchestra was very serious about music. He expected prompt, well-prepared, well-behaved students, and he let you know if you were walking on thin ice.
Being completely out of my comfort zone that first year, I wanted nothing more than to be on time to orchestra every Monday, Wednesday and Friday. I did not rock the boat at all. After all, I was attending school completely free thanks to my conductor. He didn't deserve anything but my best efforts.
During my first year, my conductor learned of a few health problems I had. He preferred if students let him know ahead of time if they were not going to be in class, so whenever I had to miss class I let him know. Without fail, the next time I was in class, I was warmly greeted by the conductor. He asked if I was okay and always seemed happy that I was back in class. Even though I was one of many violinists in the class, I knew my attendance mattered to him.
I took the following year off from orchestra. I was not planning to major in music, but between learning pages and pages and pages of symphonies, private lessons and so forth, I spent a good amount of time playing my violin, often at the expense of my other general ed classes.
The summer before my third year of school, I decided I wanted to be apart of orchestra again. Because I made the decision a few weeks before fall semester was to begin, I thought it would be a good idea to inform the conductor of my decision as he requires students to audition before registering for his class. As expected, he was happy I was going to be in orchestra again and even offered me a part-tuition scholarship.
I learned that summer that my conductor, while strict and serious, was also kind and genuinely interested in his students and wanted them to succeed.
This week, my local news reported that my conductor, the man that was easily one of the best professors I ever had, demanded that a mentally ill person leave the audience during an orchestra concert.
According to the article, the conductor stopped the performance twice, glared at the audience and then reminded everyone that children were not allowed; however, it was soon discovered that the noise being made by the audience was not from a child, it was from a mentally ill person. What illness this person had was not made known in the article, but it was reported that he/she and his/her family left the performance early.
Of course, now, a few days later, everyone is in an uproar about it calling the conductor's behavior appalling and ridiculous.
Well, not everyone. I read a lot of comments posted about the article and a lot of people are siding with the conductor saying he had absolutely no idea that the person disrupting the concert was mentally ill. Which is 100% true. How would he know? He doesn't greet the audience when they walk into the building. He's backstage. All he knew is that someone was being loud and disruptive while he and his students performed Beethoven's Symophony No. 9.
I've thought a lot about this story. I feel really sorry for the conductor. This has got to be a total and complete nightmare for him.
Or, was he really in the wrong for what he did?
I know that had a non-mentally ill person been disrupting the performance, no one would've thought twice about the conductor putting an end to it.
We get annoyed when people play with their cell phones or talk during movies.
I am constantly glared at when my daughter is acting up when I'm at a store.
I've read articles about stores having "no children" hours.
And those are public places. This was an orchestra concert. These students were performing a piece that they had spent hours upon hours rehearsing.
We're taught to treat everybody the same no matter our condition. No matter our mental or physical capacities, everyone is equal. Right? So, why is everyone all up in arms about him doing just that - Treating this person as an equal? Or, is the issue that he demanded a respectful audience and people just can't handle that sort of honesty?
