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::muffled squee::
Jun. 28th, 2009 12:19 pmJust came back from church service/choir concert. Sang as close to solo as I will ever get, as I was 1/2 of the first soprano section and we had about eight bars on our own. Was feeling rather dumb at my own nerves; I just don't get nervous for choir concerts. Not even ones where we're the main event, never mind ones where we're just somebody's guests.
Happily, my fellow first soprano greeted me with, "I feel really nervous, and it's so dumb, it's only eight bars!"
"OMG me too!" said I.
Anyway. We did it, felt like it went well, although alas I did not record it for the boys because I only remembered about the little tape recorder after we'd stood up and our director was standing right in front of me. Oh well. Still: Go! Us! We didn't mess it up!
Happily, my fellow first soprano greeted me with, "I feel really nervous, and it's so dumb, it's only eight bars!"
"OMG me too!" said I.
Anyway. We did it, felt like it went well, although alas I did not record it for the boys because I only remembered about the little tape recorder after we'd stood up and our director was standing right in front of me. Oh well. Still: Go! Us! We didn't mess it up!
