It's time to put away the tuxedo and black formal attire for another season.
Ken and I just returned from singing our final concert of the year. This time, we were singing a joint concert with a choir that is about 3 times as large as ours. And we were packed in like sardines.
Or maybe I should say "they" were packed in like sardines.
You see, I *cough cough* am recovering from *cough cough* what may-or-may-not-be Pneumonia. So I sat out the bits where everyone was crammed together and could hardly breathe. And I may have picked up my camera once or twice.
That really was a magnificent organ.
The one piece that was so much fun to watch (but I didn't sing it, because I had missed a number of rehearsals), was a piece by Eric Whitacre called "Cloudburst". Hmm. I think it might be on Youtube... lemme check...
I wish I'd recorded ours. It gave me goosebumps during both concerts. But here is a recording of the composer conducting it.
I was too much of a chicken to take out my camera during the show.
But now we can take a break. No more rehearsals, no more concerts. At least until the fall. And I promised that I would photograph our conductor at the next concert, as the other choir had their own concert photographer with a big f/1.4 lens, getting in the way, and shooting photos left and right. Any excuse to rent another lens, right?
Did I mention that Kelly returned from Outdoor Ed?
And that she'd been turned into a pirate while she was there?
Ahr! When can I go back?