I can't help it, the song comes to me every year at this time (it goes to the tune "Ding Dong the Witch is Dead").

Every season has this glorious five minutes - the concerts are done, the final payroll is in the mail, the music is back in the library, the phone is strangely silent and the files are put away.

It's a great feeling.

For five minutes.

Then the cycle starts all over again - ordering music for next season, building concert rosters, creating rehearsal schedules, working on budgets and the million and one things that go into a (hopefully) smooth season.

But this is my five minutes, so I think I'll slip over to Millenium Park, lay down on the grass and enjoy a concert.

And relish the fact that it's not mine.