Admit it. You’ve been there. Crammed into a narrow church bench, trying to make small talk with the man identified only as “former room-mate of the groom” who is currently regaling you with tales you could have happily gone your entire life never hearing. You discreetly check your watch, and then sneak a peek up the aisle for any sign of taffeta or lace. You attempt once more to summon the bride with your mind-power. Suddenly, you catch a glimpse of the wedding planner discreetly giving “the cue” to the musicians. The moment of truth has arrived! You hold your breath and hastily offer a silent fervent prayer
“NOT Pachelbel’s Canon! Not the Canon! Please! Anything else! I swear, I really can’t take anoth…!”
But, before you can finish your heavenly plea, you know it’s too late. Those achingly all-too-familiar and agonizingly incessant descending scales have already begun. You attempt to stifle the groan welling up in your throat…
My admiration went up a notch this week when cello-god Steven Sharp Nelson demonstrated compassion for my number one nuptial-nightmare. In fact, he and The Piano Guys had a little fun roasting the wedding song we all “love to hate”, with panache!
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