After eight summers, though, I decided I had had enough, and perhaps the festival had had enough of me as well, so I stepped down to spend more time on composing. Their new season is in its third week now, and I’ve been staying home working on the thing I’d really much rather do: writing music. It’s been a great relief to be able to focus inward more than I have in many summers. I’ll be taking a quick trip out to the festival in a couple of weeks, but just as a spectator.
When I’m there, if anyone asks me any questions about housing, rehearsal schedule, repertoire, driving directions, Xeroxing, lighting, sound, weather, ticket prices, etc. I’ll just smile and shrug my shoulders. I’m just there to listen to the waves and gaze at the amazing array of birds and beach life.