Unexpected Encore: The Unforeseen Journey from Trio Concert to Broadway Extravaganza

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="c85d">Being naive college students, we didn’t realize that the Performing Arts Center had three theaters. We saw the crowd in the lobby, went to the second floor, and got in line. When we reached the theater door, I handed my ticket to the staff and said, “Are we in the right place?”The attendant says, “Yes, just proceed to the other side of the theater. You’re on the outside section.” We walk around to our seats, and someone is already seated there. I grab an usher and show him our tickets, and he gets on his walkie-talkie and talks to someone. Apologizing to us, he sends us back downstairs.We’re taken straight to the middle section, about ten rows back from the stage, and our seats are in the (middle of the) middle section! I looked at the packed theater and said to my friend, “Who knew there’d be this many people here to see a String Trio!” These people must be incredibly famous!The lights go down, the curtain comes up, and there are not three people on the stage with stringed instruments! There’s a large cast all costumed up, and they start singing “Tradition!” I think, “I’ve heard this song before.” Two songs later, Tevye breaks into “If I Were a Rich Man.”We were Bible College students, but I thought, “We had tickets to see a freakin’ stringed trio, and d@mn, we’re ten rows from

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the stage in the middle of the room watching a New York cast perform Fiddler on the Roof!”During the intermission, my friend and I went out to the lobby. “Should we leave this performance and try to find our group at the String Trio Concert?” We decided it would be unjust to the cast if we abandoned them during the intermission. Our group will be okay without us!Our group will be okay without us!When the curtain came down on The Fiddler, and after the calls and everyone screaming their guts out for the cast, we returned to where we were left. Our ride was waiting for us. Worried they would be upset with us for being late, we shared what had happened with these sweet adults. They were overjoyed!Our adventure made its way to our professor. The next time we were in class, he had me share (in detail) how we got in to see “The Fiddler on the Roof.” I made it very clear that I never hid the fact that we had no idea where we were going, and at least two times, I asked the staff, “Are we in the right place?”The whole class laughed, and I counted it as a blessing. The professor gave us academic credit for watching The Fiddler instead of having to return another time to see the String Trio. Sometimes, ignorance is not only bliss. It is also rewarding!</article></body>

Sometimes there is great harmony in ignorance

Photo by Andy Willis on Unsplash (You can “see the lights so bright” there.)

Tevye and the Company started the “Prologue: Tradition.” We were confused.

I attended a tiny Bible College about two blocks from Vanderbilt University in Nashville, Tennessee. I was taking a “Music and Art Appreciation” class, and the professor told us we needed to attend a String Trio concert at the Tennessee Performing Arts Center downtown.

On the night of the concert, he gave us the tickets and told me and my good friend to ride with another faculty member and her husband. They dropped us off at the door and told us to meet them at the same place after the concert.

Are we in the right place?

Being naive college students, we didn’t realize that the Performing Arts Center had three theaters. We saw the crowd in the lobby, went to the second floor, and got in line. When we reached the theater door, I handed my ticket to the staff and said, “Are we in the right place?”

The attendant says, “Yes, just proceed to the other side of the theater. You’re on the outside section.” We walk around to our seats, and someone is already seated there. I grab an usher and show him our tickets, and he gets on his walkie-talkie and talks to someone. Apologizing to us, he sends us back downstairs.

We’re taken straight to the middle section, about ten rows back from the stage, and our seats are in the (middle of the) middle section! I looked at the packed theater and said to my friend, “Who knew there’d be this many people here to see a String Trio!” These people must be incredibly famous!

The lights go down, the curtain comes up, and there are not three people on the stage with stringed instruments! There’s a large cast all costumed up, and they start singing “Tradition!” I think, “I’ve heard this song before.” Two songs later, Tevye breaks into “If I Were a Rich Man.”

We were Bible College students, but I thought, “We had tickets to see a freakin’ stringed trio, and d@mn, we’re ten rows from the stage in the middle of the room watching a New York cast perform Fiddler on the Roof!”

During the intermission, my friend and I went out to the lobby. “Should we leave this performance and try to find our group at the String Trio Concert?” We decided it would be unjust to the cast if we abandoned them during the intermission. Our group will be okay without us!

Our group will be okay without us!

When the curtain came down on The Fiddler, and after the calls and everyone screaming their guts out for the cast, we returned to where we were left. Our ride was waiting for us. Worried they would be upset with us for being late, we shared what had happened with these sweet adults. They were overjoyed!

Our adventure made its way to our professor. The next time we were in class, he had me share (in detail) how we got in to see “The Fiddler on the Roof.” I made it very clear that I never hid the fact that we had no idea where we were going, and at least two times, I asked the staff, “Are we in the right place?”

The whole class laughed, and I counted it as a blessing. The professor gave us academic credit for watching The Fiddler instead of having to return another time to see the String Trio. Sometimes, ignorance is not only bliss. It is also rewarding!