Showing posts with label Song. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Song. Show all posts

Thursday, September 6, 2012

Recap of August


Sooo, what happened during August?

Nothing much out of the ordinary. I was asked to play with the pit orchestra of our local acting group’s production of The Wizard of Oz. I’m the only violinist, which puts me in a very scary position. I mean, just look at this music:



Anyway, I’m plugging along with that. Show doesn’t play until the second or third weekend of October, so I’ve got time.

Of course, I was looking through the music when I first got it and going, "What is that?". So we watched the movie to get the jist of things, and now everything makes sense. While we were watching it, the commentary was rolling:

"They had color in 1939?!"

"She's not wearing the shoes in that shot!" 

"Wow, compared to the Munchkins, the Winkies have pretty awesome voices."

"The Tinman untied the hot air balloon! He's a traitor!"

 It was much fun. ^.^

We went to the Civil War reenactment again this year. The kids just love (and I hate) to see the battle and hear those cannons roar. I like to stay to the back of the park while that’s going on; not too fond of gunfire. However, the shops were fun to browse through; they had clothing, cookingware, weapons, and all sorts of stuff from the Civil War era. They even had a drummer and a fife player, and some other random soldier who danced an Irish jig. We stopped at a woodcarver’s tent, and the lady gave Jesse quite a few tips to use on his own projects; Lydia was given some sewing lessons, and came away with some kind of handkerchief embroidery thing.

I’ve been keeping up with reading and writing, of course, and a little drawing. Just sketches of characters and random little people, really.




Oh, and another thing: I now have glasses. Not all-the-time glasses; these are just for reading because my eyes aren’t strong enough to handle the amount of reading that I’m doing. A source of headaches has been discovered; apparently my eyes get tired and just quit, and my head starts to pound. It’s funny, really; I, who have been an avid reader since the age of five, have weak eyes. Hmm. Well, that’s how it stands.
Here they are:



Yes, they are large and dorky. I liked the color (at least, over some of the others that were covered by insurance) so I snagged these (plus, the co-pay was much smaller).


Anyroad, not much else has happened this summer. I finished piano and violin lessons last week, and auditions for choir and orchestra are on Saturday. For violin, I’ve got Handel’s “Sonata in D Major” and for choir “The Infinite Shining Heavens”, which is an aria and I don’t know why on earth I chose it. It was under the list of songs for high voice. *Shrug* It’s in a horrible key and even worse time signature, but, oh well. Wish me grace.

Dia leat, mo chara.



Oh, and I almost forgot; I got this painting at the farmer's market in exchange for a bar of soap. I watched the girl do it entirely with spray-paint. Impressive, eh? It's hanging above my desk.

Firefox has crashed multiple times in the making of this post. Stupid, human-made technology. 

Monday, May 21, 2012

A Post of Many Things Musical and Poetic

Lame title, I know. Well, my time allotted to this post is short, so I will be as brief as possible without totally confusing my readers.

Over the last week, I've performed in  two concerts, one for orchestra, and one in which I helped a younger choral group keep in line (my rag-tag bunch of singers did an excellent job, by the way. I was impressed by what their conductor was able to pull off). The orchestra concert went extremely well; we received a standing ovation for our performance of Tchaikovsky's "Little Russian Symphony in C Major" (which is not a "little" symphony at all). Tonight is the night on which the Senior (Chancel, if you want our official name) Choir performs, along with the Senior Orchestra and the Symphonic Band. This is our last concert of the year, besides tour; and if anyone in the mid-Michigan area would like to come, you are very much welcome to. It's being held at the Holt High School, starting at 7:00pm. Admission is free, and there will be cookies afterward, along with a chance to talk to the, ahem, "evasive" musicians (meaning, if you can locate and catch us while we're breezing around the school).

I'm nervous already, and it is but early morning---what I shall do tonight, I haven't the faintest idea. Perchance I shall feel more relaxed after I practice today (yeah, right).

The second half of this post shall be devoted to my latest poem, which I shall present to you without further delay:


Nope, never mind. The CD-ROM drive is stuck, and I can't get the disk with my poetry on it up on the computer. I'll have to figure something out later. Tally-ho!

(Yes, that farewell was totally out of character for me; I know it.)

Saturday, December 24, 2011

Thursday, December 8, 2011

Feeling the Brightness of the Season

Yes, I am. And the Inspiration. I've always loved singing carols under the stars in the crisp, icy air. Last night I think that it was the stars themselves that were singing, and if only the world could get quiet enough it would hear them.


Christmas Song


The Stars are ringing
Hear them singing
Rehearse the ancient words in verse

Each beam is bringing
In its singing
Stories of the Heavens’ glories

Snow is glistening
And is listening
Both reflecting and directing

To believers
Glad receivers
Bright eternal light.