Three down, how ever many to go
Mar. 21st, 2009 10:36 pmJust got back from the choir concert. (No, I did not forget to blog about Clarion. They haven't gotten back to me yet. Given that yesterday was supposed to be the last day they notify applicants about acceptances, I'm not optimistic. However, I've eaten a ripe mango, much more satisfying but harder to find than ice cream. I'm in my happy place. I'm absolutely prepared for whatever response I eventually get from them. If they don't get back to me during the next week, I'll send them email.)
The concert probably went well. I can never really tell. There were a couple scary moments in the first piece of the evening. They were the type of scary moment where I think the only people who noticed were the people involved. Most of us kept our heads and we got through. What I think was our most difficult piece, Finzi's Requiem da Camera (local premiere!) we actually did about as well as could be expected. No, I didn't think we were ever going to pull off a professional calibre performance of the work, but I think we were credible. (Now that the concert is over, I'm off to buy a recording of the piece. AFAIK, there is only one.)
As usual, we had a terrific orchestra and wonderful soloists. They all did impressive work.
Anyway, we sang. The audience applauded. Most of the choir is at a bar right now celebrating the choir's 35th anniversary. I decided that I really wanted to cut 500 words out of a short story that I'm currently revising instead. (As it is, it's about 1000 words shorter than the version I sent out for beta, but another 500 would get me under 6000 words.)
Tomorrow is the Harold audition. I currently feel absolutely no pressure. It would take a minor miracle for them to choose me. This is merely me getting more audition experience, and more experience performing a Harold. (This means, of course, tomorrow just before the audition, I will be a nervous wreck. This is why I need more audition experience.)
As it turns out, next weekend is a busy one too. Again, everything decided to happen at the same time. Saturday, I'll be in NYC watching Rock of Ages a jukebox musical using rock music of the '80s. (I decided I wanted to see something stupid and frivolous. This sounded like it fit the bill.) I'll also be watching the Encores! concert of Finian's Rainbow (This is why I'm going to NYC in the first place.) Sunday is the first class of Harold Level III. (I hadn't realized there was a Level III until a few weeks ago. I'd long planned the NYC trip.) It turns out that I also have a choir rehearsal on Sunday. Last minute schedule change. Unfortunately, the class and the rehearsal are just close enough in time that by the time I got home from class, I'd have to leave immediately for rehearsal, but far enough apart in time that if I go straight from class to rehearsal, I'd need to find some place to hang around for a while. At least they don't conflict.
The concert probably went well. I can never really tell. There were a couple scary moments in the first piece of the evening. They were the type of scary moment where I think the only people who noticed were the people involved. Most of us kept our heads and we got through. What I think was our most difficult piece, Finzi's Requiem da Camera (local premiere!) we actually did about as well as could be expected. No, I didn't think we were ever going to pull off a professional calibre performance of the work, but I think we were credible. (Now that the concert is over, I'm off to buy a recording of the piece. AFAIK, there is only one.)
As usual, we had a terrific orchestra and wonderful soloists. They all did impressive work.
Anyway, we sang. The audience applauded. Most of the choir is at a bar right now celebrating the choir's 35th anniversary. I decided that I really wanted to cut 500 words out of a short story that I'm currently revising instead. (As it is, it's about 1000 words shorter than the version I sent out for beta, but another 500 would get me under 6000 words.)
Tomorrow is the Harold audition. I currently feel absolutely no pressure. It would take a minor miracle for them to choose me. This is merely me getting more audition experience, and more experience performing a Harold. (This means, of course, tomorrow just before the audition, I will be a nervous wreck. This is why I need more audition experience.)
As it turns out, next weekend is a busy one too. Again, everything decided to happen at the same time. Saturday, I'll be in NYC watching Rock of Ages a jukebox musical using rock music of the '80s. (I decided I wanted to see something stupid and frivolous. This sounded like it fit the bill.) I'll also be watching the Encores! concert of Finian's Rainbow (This is why I'm going to NYC in the first place.) Sunday is the first class of Harold Level III. (I hadn't realized there was a Level III until a few weeks ago. I'd long planned the NYC trip.) It turns out that I also have a choir rehearsal on Sunday. Last minute schedule change. Unfortunately, the class and the rehearsal are just close enough in time that by the time I got home from class, I'd have to leave immediately for rehearsal, but far enough apart in time that if I go straight from class to rehearsal, I'd need to find some place to hang around for a while. At least they don't conflict.