Maestro nodded and raised his baton. Tick, tick, tick, tick…Again the music began, as wretched as before. This time Joe saw some disturbing things; Maestro was not leading the orchestra, he was reading a magazine. One of the violinists had put down her instrument and had taken Maestro’s baton and was waving it aimlessly about. Joe wandered through the sections and took a close look at the music the musicians were playing — the trumpet section had bassoon parts, the oboists were playing viola parts, some of the music parts were upside down. The musicians weren’t even looking at each other, let alone the Maestro. Again mercifully, the music stopped. 12