Last night (pre-downbeat), I found a bottle of Black Barrel Jameson on my chair.
At intermission, we (low brass) pulled four back-stage waters, emptied them into the water fountain, headed for the maestro's dressing room, and cracked it open. (Yeah...I share, and I always feel that gifts of spirits - when possible - should be shared back with the giver as well as good friends...and - truth be told - I'm honestly not that much of a drinker.)
The M.D. is over on the other side of his dressing room out of camera shot - with the librarian (addressing some 2nd-half stuff), but here we are.

Also...
The 2nd half opened with a semi-cheesy Hanukkah medley...(The way it was written, it looks as if there's probably also a "band" version, so I strongly suspect that some of you in community bands have played it.)
Not too far into it is - LOL - a tuba solo playing - of all things - the "Dreidel Song" (does it have another title? - perhaps "I Have a Little Dreidel"...which makes it even funnier).
I was looking down at my phone (floor - time-check) during the applause, and those around me actually had to tell me that the maestro was trying to get me to stand and take a bow. Realizing that - and seeing the humor it in - I stood up, threw kisses to the balcony (a very large venue - nearly full of folks) pulled my boom mike down and hollered through it while gesturing in this manner (yes, I really did this

It was well-received by all, including the maestro.

Tonight (day 4-or-so of the blokie xmas cheeration) is a church gig. I don't see myself receiving any liquor nor "acting out" (other than "musically" on the rock/soul/funk cimbasso-requested numbers).