West Side Story – Balcony Scene

Feeling utterly depressed by the Guardian’s further revelations of violations of privacy by English-speaking countries, I turned back to a musical piece much favoured by the woodwind orchestra of my high school for comfort – in which I knew not the words, but only the notes to which I gave the lower tones via my old, borrowed tuba.

My one regret is we never collaborated with the choir to bring this piece to life.