@EasyAce
So what? Their performance is not the main event. They are just the icing on the cake,not the cake,and frankly,I would rather see amateur kids taking part in history and making the mistakes amateurs make while having fun, than seeing a bunch of pros do what they do every day for big bucks.
Bad icing can wreck a cake before your taste buds get to the cake itself.
Whether or not they're the main event there is still
music to be considered. And depending on the
weather conditions I'd pity those kids having to go out there trying to play music in conditions which
make it difficult to impossible to play right. I'm not a horn player or a drummer, but even being a
guitar player I can tell you from experience good luck trying to get your hands to obey when it's either
too cold or too hot while playing outdoors---or keeping your instrument in tune. If the marching bands
include mellophone players instead of French horn players, they're really in trouble because the
mellophone has outdoor tuning issues going in, even before the weather considerations.
(Speaking of pro or semi-pro, the
real music pros aren't the ones you see going out for the big bucks
being either oldies acts or human musical Xerox machines, a kind of aesthetic theft if you will since if you
wanted to hear note-for-note, tone-for-tone reproductions of what's in your music library you can save
yourself the hundred bucks or more a pop and just listen to your music library at home. The real pros are
out there in small, smaller, smallest places, from the most obscure little bar to the most non-descript little
500-seat theater, playing their hearts out for three sets a night for people who didn't go out for an evening
just to hear their home music libraries. Whether it's the blues, jazz, whatever the genre, that's where the
real music pros are. I haven't been to a live concert in several years now; I've been hearing live music
in just those smaller places---and I've been playing it, as well---and enjoying it as much as I enjoyed
the vintage years when you went to the Fillmore East, paid five or six bucks a throw, got to hear two
or even three solid bands on a single bill, and didn't feel as though you'd just paid good money to hear
your album library.)