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Forgot my music today, so I had to do rehearsal with borrowed copies that I couldn't make marks in (and which, of course, didn't have the marks I'd previously put in, either). Oddly, the marks do matter, even if you're sufficiently groovy (as I am) that you spend most of your time holding the score in your hand but looking up at the director. I found myself saying to my neighbors on both sides, "Remind me of that next week, will you?" Urgh.
Associate-conductor S didn't put his foot quite as far in his mouth this week as he did last week, and not until about half an hour into the rehearsal. Good on him. :-) It was also pretty funny a little later, to hear him so comprehensively turn into R the director, with the stammering through a direction beginning three sentences before he'd even finished one of them. Maybe it's the chair.
I am not sufficiently groovy to get solo-type things in the Chichester Psalms -- not the "Adonai, roi" solo, because as much as I'd love to sing it, what I mean by that is that I'd love to have been a boy so I could be a treble; because no matter how treble-like a soprano sounds (and I do), she's still not, in fact, a boy, and that solo is David the shepherd, so -- no, the solo I don't have is a brief one in the first movement and the "Yahel, Yisrael" stuff in the third movement, but that's okay, because my friend J is singing it and she's very good. But I am sufficiently groovy that along with my neighbor on the right, I get a solo-type thing in the Agnus Dei. We go up to a C flat, which of course is just a B natural, but hey, a good minor fifth above everybody else. And it was cool! S said "not a solo, at least two or three of you -- volunteers?" and K and I said sure, we'll give it a shot, (and chorus master T, at the piano, played the phrase a couple of times, and I thought it sounded like "Bali H'ai", only not really, but it was helpful,) and we did the thing, and S said "I think that works! That's a keeper!" Go us.
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sanj (ETA: and sadcypress!) for the price of one. Friday, June 22. Come on down.
Associate-conductor S didn't put his foot quite as far in his mouth this week as he did last week, and not until about half an hour into the rehearsal. Good on him. :-) It was also pretty funny a little later, to hear him so comprehensively turn into R the director, with the stammering through a direction beginning three sentences before he'd even finished one of them. Maybe it's the chair.
I am not sufficiently groovy to get solo-type things in the Chichester Psalms -- not the "Adonai, roi" solo, because as much as I'd love to sing it, what I mean by that is that I'd love to have been a boy so I could be a treble; because no matter how treble-like a soprano sounds (and I do), she's still not, in fact, a boy, and that solo is David the shepherd, so -- no, the solo I don't have is a brief one in the first movement and the "Yahel, Yisrael" stuff in the third movement, but that's okay, because my friend J is singing it and she's very good. But I am sufficiently groovy that along with my neighbor on the right, I get a solo-type thing in the Agnus Dei. We go up to a C flat, which of course is just a B natural, but hey, a good minor fifth above everybody else. And it was cool! S said "not a solo, at least two or three of you -- volunteers?" and K and I said sure, we'll give it a shot, (and chorus master T, at the piano, played the phrase a couple of times, and I thought it sounded like "Bali H'ai", only not really, but it was helpful,) and we did the thing, and S said "I think that works! That's a keeper!" Go us.
For people who have been scared away by three programs of Weird Music in a row (not counting Carmina Burana or Messiah, I guess; I mean Christmas and then Mystics and then Shakespeare), do not be afraid of this one! It's good stuff, and plus you can see me and
sanj (ETA: and sadcypress!) for the price of one. Friday, June 22. Come on down.