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Choir news
Sep. 27th, 2006 11:09 pmWe've started again last week, which is a good thing, as singing is truly a liberating experience and the human voice is a thing of beauty. Well, most of the time. *g*
We have wonderful pieces this term (except the overly melodramatic Mendelssohn stuff, but that's romantic music for you), but I'm also a little bit disappointed. Monika, our choir leader has cajoled me with a contralto solo for weeks before start. Now it turned out that she has misunderstood the piece, the poor thing (no wonder - the notes were written down in a really weird way). The solo part is pretty, but the deepest voice that could sing it is a mezzosoprano.
Well, I could sing it, of course, but it's half an octave higher than the region where my voice would really shine. So, we both have to give up on the idea, and now a soprano will be singing the solo. It's be hard to tell which one of us was more disappointed. Ah, well. There goes my chance to become the sparkling star of the teachers' choir. *le sigh*
Still, it will be a great programme this year. We have two incredible, three-voice gospel pieces (including my so-called lost chance), a wonderfully melancholic Hallelujah with a Finnish melody, a 13th Century troubadour song, where the deeper voices replace the actual instruments, an Italian dance song, some Hungarian folk songs in multiple voices, and who knows what else Monika will dig out in her inspired moments.
On a different note, things are realtively calm at the moment. The weekend is going to be a delicate situation, though. More about that later.
We have wonderful pieces this term (except the overly melodramatic Mendelssohn stuff, but that's romantic music for you), but I'm also a little bit disappointed. Monika, our choir leader has cajoled me with a contralto solo for weeks before start. Now it turned out that she has misunderstood the piece, the poor thing (no wonder - the notes were written down in a really weird way). The solo part is pretty, but the deepest voice that could sing it is a mezzosoprano.
Well, I could sing it, of course, but it's half an octave higher than the region where my voice would really shine. So, we both have to give up on the idea, and now a soprano will be singing the solo. It's be hard to tell which one of us was more disappointed. Ah, well. There goes my chance to become the sparkling star of the teachers' choir. *le sigh*
Still, it will be a great programme this year. We have two incredible, three-voice gospel pieces (including my so-called lost chance), a wonderfully melancholic Hallelujah with a Finnish melody, a 13th Century troubadour song, where the deeper voices replace the actual instruments, an Italian dance song, some Hungarian folk songs in multiple voices, and who knows what else Monika will dig out in her inspired moments.
On a different note, things are realtively calm at the moment. The weekend is going to be a delicate situation, though. More about that later.
