Twas the night before the farewell concert and all through the house not a creature was stirring, not even the small son sleeping in the room beside mine.
I came to Auckland on Friday evening after a crazed and rushed day. (My darling husband took the day off to be with me and help me only be whizzed by and shouted instructions at by a frenzied and frantic wife) Rehearsals have been nine hours a day since Saturday. Tomorrow is a morning of rehearsing in the venue, then the afternoon off, then regroup for the concert. Of note is the post-concert reception (I really must learn the expectations and customs of these strange and exciting events before our grand Concert and Reception, to be thrown by none other than the High Commissioner in London!) I imagine it will include a tad more than the good old fishn'chips and sausage rolls one often finds after a rugby match- ah! It's good to be a chorister!
Have thrown in a swanky, low-cut yet thoroughly un-crushable black dress I picked up in the Hamilton sales over the New Years period! Will report back on these exciting occassions, and the swanky dress.
Should also report that I am feeling altogether most excited about the fact that my Big Fat Soprano Voice is back and as bad as ever (ie bad=good)
[Had perviously been having issues with the new and developing B.F.S.V. and trying to subtly snuggle it into the cosy blend of TOWER New Zeland Youth Choir blend... misguided and unhealthy methods lead to the B.F.S.V disappearing in disgust... after much character-buildingly-painful anguish, singing lessons and visits to qualified specialist it appears the B.F.S.V and I am working together for the good of all concerned!]
Recent reconfigurations of choristers positioning have helped to make my (and others) BFSV fit into the mix a lot better and, thus, made it easy to use the voice I've got. Feeling good about that. I'm sooo over mental anguish and torment!
Feeling tired, from working hard, but excited about impending trip! It still doesn't feel real... perhaps the farewell concert will deal to that.
... and saying "See you later" to beloved husband...
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oh so exciting, and I am so looking forward to a report on how the low cut swanky dress goes down wtih the high commissioner : ) Take care my fave BFSV and I look forward to your updates!
So I have no idea what BFSV means?? Best friend smells vegemite? what the hell was I smoking when I wrote that? Anyway you should totally get back on the blog bandwagon, i'm going to : )
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