Learn two complementing instruments. Flute and cello are nice.
Acquire big enough car to carry family PLUS cello (flute is handy because it fits in handbag).
Have lessons with a marvelous teacher and agree to her idea of forming a trio. Give first trio performance at local music conservatorium’s open day.
Prior performance, acquire nerves. Lots and lots of nerves.
Convince cellist to wear matching shirt with the flautist (not an easy task) and convince flautist not to wear high heels and tower over the cellist (a task not accomplished).
Do not tell cellist she will be microphoned until she is two seconds from entering the stage. After relaying news, hold onto her plait so she doesn’t run. Plait is good and long, so action is easy.
Beware of cellist’s bow. All impalings whilst waiting in jittery frame of mind are accidents and cellist extends her apologies.
Play a Hungarian Serenade at a staggering speed. Flute solos. Cello plucks strings and wields bow alternatively. (Cello obviously has the harder part.)
Smile. Or at least don’t look terrified.
Look on bright side while performing (cello: you get to sit down!)
Breath deep sigh of relief as last note echoes and audience erupts into clapping. Smile (again). Stand up (cellist: don’t impale anyone or trip over cello. flautist: don’t fall over on those high heels the cellist warned you not to wear). Exit stage.
Cellist forgets music book.
This is why flutist doesn’t use music.
Exchange cheesy grins and whispers of “we did it!” and “we survived!” (you can figure out who uttered which).
Thank teacher and parents profusely.
Pack instruments in cases, stow in car, and stumble (for those bizarre enough to wear high heels) or walk (for those sensible enough to wear flats) across town for a well deserved Subway.
Rest. Practise. Rinse. Repeat another day.