“We can’t do that song until the encore.” They had gathered at the Philips Arena. Hal had arranged to have it for the entire week to get her band and crew ready for the upcoming tour, and this Monday afternoon, she and Steve sat on the edge of the stage, busy debating the order of the songs after the first full practice. All around them people tuned instruments, or ran cable, or adjusted lights, or tested the sound system. The arena crew prepared the flooring and the overhead stanchions and the seating. Melody loved the chaos of it all.
“Melody, you can’t do it last. That song is shooting up the charts. Everyone will be waiting for you to sing it all night.”
“If it was any other song, I would agree with you. But the last time I sang it live, I almost lost my voice completely. We can’t ri
