Once upon a time I played the first clarinet part of this march — from memory.
My fingers flew along the keys with ease and elan.
Alas, even without the pressure to memorize, the muscle memory is short-term. My age shows with every note (and depending on which part of the transitional lenses I look through, some notes more than others).
But I WILL master this before June 7.
…If it is the last thing I do.
(And if it requires every neighbor in a 5-mile radius to buy ear plugs.)