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Waving his hands through the air, his elbows even elevating past his head, this was the best recital performance that his orchestral has had so far.

The brass swelled, as the woodwinds went from pianissimo to fortissimo, climaxing like a wild current through a mountain range's valley. The strings harmonized, and each one filled in for the other where they were not. No gaps were missing.

The tempo, the drumbeat, the very heart of the orchestra, kept the pace, and held it well.

A smile grew across his face as they neared the end.

The triangulist whiffed the final note.