So last night Madrigal Singers had their yearly gig at the country club. We're very hot and cold this year - sometimes we sound...well, fucking sweet...and other times we sound like...well, ensembles not from Ithaca. So anyways, last night we sharped just about every Christmas Carol. Better than flat, but still not good enough for me. Oh well. We are a tight-knit group this year and we get silly, especially when we sing Jingle Bells. So last night Doebs tells us to go ahead and "be silly" on Jingle Bells. Matty and I refrained from Eiffel Towering the GA who stands between us, but otherwise all of us were in our usual form. The snots at the country club loved it too!
We usually get fed a meal at the end of the gig, but this time we only got hor d'oeuvres. So everyone got pissy and left, while Alex, Maria, Matty, and I hit up the bar (mmm....cabernet sauvignon). The bartender was kind enough to give us drinks on the house. But we were still hungry, so Matty and I hit up Madeline's for appetizers, dessert, and drinks. Of course, when you have to two alcohol afficionados of the music school on a man-date, a bottle of wine must be ordered. So along with our food the two of us kill a whole bottle of gewürztraminer and drive back up to IC. I drop off Matty and kiss a car as I pull out of the parking lot. So at first I think "Oh shit. I'm not sober enough to drive...I didn't even see this car!" I get out and quickly realize that the reason why I couldn't see said car was because the fucker driving it parked it completely illegally! So I trade phone numbers with him, but in the meanwhile am researching state law...one would think that if you hit a car parked illegally, it's the other driver's fault. I mean, it was just stupid of this (Asian) guy to park there. Grr...
Got up at 5 on Saturday to pick up Dana and Alex to go to NYSSMA. I didn't go last year because of grad apps...I was so glad to go up this year. The bad stuff first. The accompanist for Mixed Chorus was a big fat thundercunt. She actually had the chutzpah to tell the conductor how the kids should play the handbells for Whitacre's Cloudburst! It was obnoxious, and as a choral accompanist (albeit a young one), I know that you just don't do shit like that, especially to a conductor like Dr. Allred. The choral accompanist needs to listen to the ensemble and be able to respond with lightning quick accuracy both to the choir (like being able to play their pitches if they go out of tune in rehearsal on an a cappella number) and to the conductor (both rehearsal instructions and the gesture itself). He is NOT to correct the conductor on rehearsal technique! K, done bitching about that. In terms of the wonderful time I had at the conference, first and foremost, Dr. Allred was conducting Mixed Chorus and it was just refreshing to see how he worked without actually singing. Although I wanted to jump in and sing after not long. BA was the artistic director of NYSSSA when I went and also provided me with my first conducting instruction via an extra curricular conducting class at NYSSSA. Back to the conference: it was so good to see so many people. Everyone and their mom goes to NYSSMA and I ran into all kinds of people who I wasn't planning on seeing. 6 kids from CAP were in Mixed Chorus, a fellow organist from the local (Roch.) area, and one of my former students (!). My former student and I had a good chat and I was delighted to know he made All-Eastern. I saw many teachers from back home and it was just nice to take a trip down memory lane, even if I did feel REALLY old seeing students of mine sitting in the same seats I sat in back in the stone age. Dino BBQ for lunch of course...epic. Nothing beats Dino. I wish Jim had been there, but UE got someone else to chaperone the gentlemen in Mixed Chorus so Jim wouldn't miss rehearsals before an upcoming concert that I just may come down to see...we'll see how my workload is this coming week. But bottom line: so good.
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