It's about Pride
I am almost afraid to invite my friends and family to my choir concert this December. We have just two rehearsals left before we stand on stage and perform a myriad of songs that we hardly know. I love to sing, I have been in choirs for my whole life, and I can't tell you how frightened I am to dawn my black skirt and white blouse and sing. It's not as though I haven't been diligent about attending rehearsals and even practiced some of the songs on my own with my keyboard. But last night was just a nightmare. Working backward through the program, we squawked our way through several Christmas songs. At one point, our director said, "well, just do your best to sing a note in the chord so it doesn't sound totally wrong." Two rehearsals left. Later, Zach looks at me, as we're taking out Silver Bells and says, "Silver Bells? I don't even have the music for that- I didn't even know we were singing it." Two rehearsals left.
Then, if to make matters worse, our director scrambles us. "Go stand next to someone who is singing a different part." Now at least when you're in four sections each section generally stays together... If they make a mistake it is usually as a collective. All of a sudden we are forty people standing alone trying to sing a song that has two words: Alleluiah & Amen... Good luck finding your place if you get lost during this song.
Be it funny or sad our soloist sang his 'cantor' portion of one of the Jewish pieces for the first time. This was so hurtful to my ears that I actually had to stab Zach's leg and grimace while he sang. I wouldn't describe it as 'bad' more like 'awful' or 'worse than William Hung.' Doug was out of the room during this interesting musical interpretation of the song... When he came back in I mouthed the words "you missed it" and he mouthed back "oh, I heard it." Zach commented that he was glad he didn't audition for the solo and get turned down because his particular singer "nailed" it. I wonder if he nailed something else to earn the solo.
In other news, ticket prices for our concert have increased to $10. I am wondering really why we are making people pay to hear us. I don't even want to listen to us for free... And I certainly wouldn't pay for this. Granted, we have two rehearsals, and if David stops spending thirty minutes rearranging us, talking about whether we're singing the repeat piano or metzo forte, and asking who is singing the middle part - we might be okay.
Anyway - I hope to see you all on December 3rd at 7:00 pm at The North Prospect Church right by Porter Square on Mass Ave... it'll be great - promise.
Then, if to make matters worse, our director scrambles us. "Go stand next to someone who is singing a different part." Now at least when you're in four sections each section generally stays together... If they make a mistake it is usually as a collective. All of a sudden we are forty people standing alone trying to sing a song that has two words: Alleluiah & Amen... Good luck finding your place if you get lost during this song.
Be it funny or sad our soloist sang his 'cantor' portion of one of the Jewish pieces for the first time. This was so hurtful to my ears that I actually had to stab Zach's leg and grimace while he sang. I wouldn't describe it as 'bad' more like 'awful' or 'worse than William Hung.' Doug was out of the room during this interesting musical interpretation of the song... When he came back in I mouthed the words "you missed it" and he mouthed back "oh, I heard it." Zach commented that he was glad he didn't audition for the solo and get turned down because his particular singer "nailed" it. I wonder if he nailed something else to earn the solo.
In other news, ticket prices for our concert have increased to $10. I am wondering really why we are making people pay to hear us. I don't even want to listen to us for free... And I certainly wouldn't pay for this. Granted, we have two rehearsals, and if David stops spending thirty minutes rearranging us, talking about whether we're singing the repeat piano or metzo forte, and asking who is singing the middle part - we might be okay.
Anyway - I hope to see you all on December 3rd at 7:00 pm at The North Prospect Church right by Porter Square on Mass Ave... it'll be great - promise.
posted by curlyhairedmegan @ 2:38 PM
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