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Lasset uns frohlocken
Dec. 8th, 2009 01:04 amJustin: Mama, why do your feet look like there's some odd shiny material on them?
Me: ::look down, stifle giggle:: That's pantyhose.
Justin: What's it for?
Just got back from our choir concert, hence the pantyhose. It was... wow. And it was recorded. Yay! Now here's hoping the glorious sound comes out in the recording, and that the random toddlers crying in the audience don't spoil too much of Mozart & Mendelssohn et al ;)
We had standing room only! Never seen that happen before. The audience seemed to really enjoy it, though apparently in the first half some of them were a little miffed to not have seats. Eep.
And! I got to sing right in the middle of the choir, and actually hear the basses and tenors! Though it was almost too much of a good thing, since somehow I ended up one of four second soprano women surrounded by basses. Almost couldn't hear my own part.
Oh right! My part! Was second soprano! For real, not just for two notes here and there: entire songs in which second soprano was an actual, real separate part. Going to feel bouncy-happy about that for a while. Also - and I'll force myself not to put yet another exclamation mark on this - I got the best of both worlds in that I got challenging non-melody stuff to do as a second and when we sang Hark the Herald Angels Sing with the audience, I joined the firsts and sang the descant.
And on a final odd - but flattering - note, after the concert I was searching for my fountain pen, which I had brought up on stage by accident and apparently dropped. I asked some of the men taking apart the risers if they'd seen it. No, they hadn't.
"You should call the church tomorrow," said one of them. "They may have it. Or call Carlos [dude in charge of telling everyone where to go]. Or we can give you a call if we find it. What's your name?"
"Jimena - I'm with Harmonia."
"OK, Jimena. ::pause:: The one with the beautiful hair."
Aww. I think I blushed.
And! Found my fountain pen :) :) :)
Me: ::look down, stifle giggle:: That's pantyhose.
Justin: What's it for?
Just got back from our choir concert, hence the pantyhose. It was... wow. And it was recorded. Yay! Now here's hoping the glorious sound comes out in the recording, and that the random toddlers crying in the audience don't spoil too much of Mozart & Mendelssohn et al ;)
We had standing room only! Never seen that happen before. The audience seemed to really enjoy it, though apparently in the first half some of them were a little miffed to not have seats. Eep.
And! I got to sing right in the middle of the choir, and actually hear the basses and tenors! Though it was almost too much of a good thing, since somehow I ended up one of four second soprano women surrounded by basses. Almost couldn't hear my own part.
Oh right! My part! Was second soprano! For real, not just for two notes here and there: entire songs in which second soprano was an actual, real separate part. Going to feel bouncy-happy about that for a while. Also - and I'll force myself not to put yet another exclamation mark on this - I got the best of both worlds in that I got challenging non-melody stuff to do as a second and when we sang Hark the Herald Angels Sing with the audience, I joined the firsts and sang the descant.
And on a final odd - but flattering - note, after the concert I was searching for my fountain pen, which I had brought up on stage by accident and apparently dropped. I asked some of the men taking apart the risers if they'd seen it. No, they hadn't.
"You should call the church tomorrow," said one of them. "They may have it. Or call Carlos [dude in charge of telling everyone where to go]. Or we can give you a call if we find it. What's your name?"
"Jimena - I'm with Harmonia."
"OK, Jimena. ::pause:: The one with the beautiful hair."
Aww. I think I blushed.
And! Found my fountain pen :) :) :)
