Well, I was doing official notes last night so the blog notes were slightly less extensive than usual. However we did have a very enjoyable, self-help warmup from Maestro Boy who led us in a breathing chant..."I am a strong, confident woman". Very entertaining and said with particular vigour by our strong, confident men.
The general consensus last night was that it is virtually impossible to ever leave Rudsambee (I'm going to try and prove that wrong come January but that is a story for another day). Angus pointed out that one could commit suicide... which seems a little dramatic. Maestro Boy's top comment of the night was to the small group singing 'Noel Nouvelet' when he asked us to sing 'p-ish'. Obviously he meant quiet-ish but it did leave us wondering.
One person who was singing very 'low-ish' last night was Monsieur Wexler who sings an incredible note in 'Run Toboggan Run'. The very foundations of Chez Wexler shook. We also sang 'Deck the Halls'. We've tried this before... I emphasise the word 'tried'. Last night it began to sound like a real piece of music and we even started to sort out the jazzy, syncopated bit. We have decided against the cadenza which brings a new meaning to the word 'cheese'. So currently we just stop without any resolution and leave it hanging in the...
Momentous moment? We sang a new piece by a certain J Fardell Esquiress. It's all about shepherds and is very jolly and a little clashy... intentionally clashy, I mean. Just note bashed it last night but it'll sound great when we've cracked it. I have great hopes for this up and coming composer. Remember you heard the name here first folks.
And so Christmas rehearsals continue and I am tempted to hang a bit of tinsel out, or at least place a snow globe strategically on the mantlepiece.
Have a marvellous weekend.
CSW
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