331 - Difficult to put a title on this

Sometimes the titles of these daily tunes deliberately reference something going on in my life on the day they were written. Sometimes they are based on random thoughts, sometimes they’re directly related to something that occurred.

I struggled coming up with a title for todays tune that was relevant, descriptive, yet also not disgusting. Bear with me here.

Most of you reading these know I direct a mandolin orchestra. If not, it’s The Mandolin Orchestra of Kansas City (MOOKC). This is my business card for the orchestra:

So yesterday was the annual Slavic Festival in Sugar Creek MO - a small Slavic community in the Kansas City suburbs. Brave Combo performed that evening and if you’ve ever heard Brave Combo, they’re not to be missed.

Also on the schedule for that day was a set by the Sugar Creek Tamburitzans, a large ensemble containing numerous mandolin family instruments performing Slavic folk tunes. Yesterday’s tune was titled and posted before I’d left for the concert, however, my assumption was correct as it was a rainy day and they were, indeed, playing under damp conditions.

Hoping to possibly recruit a few new members for the mandolin orchestra I printed up a small flyer containing a few links to our orchestra, contact information, rehearsal time / location, that kind of thing, and stapled it to a couple dozen of my business cards. I figured a few of the musicians might be looking to expand their musical horizons.

As the Tamburitzans were milling around behind the stage getting ready to perform I talked to a few of them and handed out a some cards. It quickly became apparent there wasn’t enough time to talk before they performed, so I gave the stack to their director who said he’d hand them out for me.

They performed their set and took off - I didn’t follow up.

A couple of hours later I went to use one of the porta potties set up for the occasion. That’s when I saw this:

What luck! Out of the two long rows of potties I happened to pick the very one where all my cards with stapled on info were dumped!

I apologize for making you stare into the contents of a porta potty here. Next to all my business cards floating in there the only other offensive part of this image is a cigarette butt.

After snapping this picture to my chagrin I was literally forced to further deface my own business cards.

Rest assured I won’t worry about recruiting from the Sugar Creek Tamburitzans again.

Note todays tune deliberately uses the same meter, tempo, accompaniment and even has a melody similar to yesterday.