Once, before I played Carnegie Hall myself, I was backstage at a New York Philharmonic concert. I remember the principal oboe—one of the best, bar none—was getting ready to solo. With sweat running off of him in buckets, he was so nervous that he couldn’t even light his cigarette. I thought if that’s what it’s like to perform at Carnegie Hall, I’m not so sure I want to go through it myself. The first time I performed solo with an orchestra at Carnegie Hall, I was so nervous that I almost got into an automobile accident on the way to the gig.
I read it here. So who was the cigarette smoking oboist? Anyone know? Just curious!