MONDAY NIGHT’S CONCERT.

South Canterbury Times, Issue 2865, 31 May 1882, Page 2

MONDAY NIGHT’S CONCERT.

f'i'O THE EDITOR.] Sir, —It is very much to bo hoped that the gentlemen undertaking to get up public entertainments (no matter how laudable the purpose may be) will make it a speciality to provide a proper t nstrument to play upon for those ladies and gentlemen kindly giving their services. We all remember the painful circumstances attending Miss Amy Horton’s late concert, and it was no loss painful and disgraceful to witness the distress and misery depicted in the countenances of tho different performers, as they thumped and belabored the old tin-pot affair on tho stage lust Monday. What a jargon of sounds. There was the rumbling of tho dead cart, tho harsh grating of the sausage machine as it crushed the bones of unfortunate dogs and cats, tho panting and shorting of tho railway engine, tho screeching and screaming of tho saw mill. It was something too bad to hoar every performer, as they came off tho stage, exclaim, “What a horrible old

monster of a piano. Is it not most I disgraceful ?” Those who have known the old hail hpx for years say,That they never heard a proper note struck on it, and that years ago it should have been chopped up. A proper instrument could have been procured for £l, which would have given satisfaction. We hope the penny wise and pound foolish principle will be discontinued in our public performances.—l am, &c , Music, Not Discord.