I was listening to Everyone’s Talkin’ from Midnight Cowboy circa 1969 sung by Harry and realized the gathered string session musicians, probably from the New York Philharmonic, are almost exclusively playing passages in unison. Imagine how annoyed they were sharing space with a stoned hippie singing in a beautiful upper register who interrupts himself to insert long nasal riffs. I bet they were wide eyed being paid top dollar for simply being in unison. I wonder if any of them also realized it was amazing and beautiful.
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