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Feb. 24th, 2005 11:57 pmSo many other things to say, but for now:
Tonight at chorus we got arranged around. Like, who stands with who? I wonder if we'll sit that way during rehearsals.
Anyway, due to my height, I'm in the front row. Excuse me while I have a small freak-out. I am Ms. Fidgety, and I'll be in the front row in front of a thousand or so people. I will have to stand there and not fidget for, what, an hour? Longer? I mean, we'll get to shift our weight and whatnot, but gah!! If I could get away with holding silly putty behind me and squishing it, I would. But I'd drop it and/or it would be noticeable, I'm sure. Can't stick my hand in a pocket. Any kind of fidgeting would be visible. I won't concentrate as well. Bah. More reason to practice a lot, so I won't have to concentrate so darn much.
I pointed out that I didn't want to be on the end next to the alto 2's, and she had to rearrange the whole front row. Eep. I'm still on the edge for three-part stuff, but there are two alto-one-altos behind me on either side of my head, so I should be fine there. Also, because I was in front she kept noticing me messing up. Yeah, I was nervous. The first voicing was no big deal, we weren't expected to know much. But now I'm expected to do things a certain way. Something like three times Joan pointed out I was "uh"ing instead of "ah"ing. Excuse me while I turn eight shades of purple. Also, when I'm nervous I sing sorta wussy, and then I don't sound as good. But I didn't have the nerve to just sing out because the other people were being so quiet, when we were singing in twos and threes to be arranged.
It's so odd--
5minutelimit was right--the exact same people, moved around, sound way way better. How the hell does that work? One minute we're okay-sounding, and then boom! We sound fantastic!
I know I'm making a bigger deal of it than it is, and that as it gets closer to the concert I'll be better able to deal with it all, but meh.
I won't be able to do the outreach singing in two weeks, as alas, I will be in church. I'd normally skip it, but that Sunday I get to get up in front of the congregation and ask for money for people in other countries, yeay.
Tonight at chorus we got arranged around. Like, who stands with who? I wonder if we'll sit that way during rehearsals.
Anyway, due to my height, I'm in the front row. Excuse me while I have a small freak-out. I am Ms. Fidgety, and I'll be in the front row in front of a thousand or so people. I will have to stand there and not fidget for, what, an hour? Longer? I mean, we'll get to shift our weight and whatnot, but gah!! If I could get away with holding silly putty behind me and squishing it, I would. But I'd drop it and/or it would be noticeable, I'm sure. Can't stick my hand in a pocket. Any kind of fidgeting would be visible. I won't concentrate as well. Bah. More reason to practice a lot, so I won't have to concentrate so darn much.
I pointed out that I didn't want to be on the end next to the alto 2's, and she had to rearrange the whole front row. Eep. I'm still on the edge for three-part stuff, but there are two alto-one-altos behind me on either side of my head, so I should be fine there. Also, because I was in front she kept noticing me messing up. Yeah, I was nervous. The first voicing was no big deal, we weren't expected to know much. But now I'm expected to do things a certain way. Something like three times Joan pointed out I was "uh"ing instead of "ah"ing. Excuse me while I turn eight shades of purple. Also, when I'm nervous I sing sorta wussy, and then I don't sound as good. But I didn't have the nerve to just sing out because the other people were being so quiet, when we were singing in twos and threes to be arranged.
It's so odd--
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I know I'm making a bigger deal of it than it is, and that as it gets closer to the concert I'll be better able to deal with it all, but meh.
I won't be able to do the outreach singing in two weeks, as alas, I will be in church. I'd normally skip it, but that Sunday I get to get up in front of the congregation and ask for money for people in other countries, yeay.