Rehearsal tidbits
I walked up to get my name tag just as a new chorus member was arranging for receipt of his music and rehearsal CD.
“What part do you sing?” the chorus manager asked him.
“Soprano,” he said sepulchrally. Everybody nearby broke up laughing.
(Hey, it could have been true. Nobody would figure me for a weak little countertenorish warble…)
Seats get reassigned every year, so I had high hopes of getting off the front row. No such luck. I figure they figure if I’m singing the right stuff, everybody else must be too. Keep the pros close—and the pathetic amateurs closer…
But when Noah lined up the animals for a group photo before embarking, the elephants were in back. I’m just sayin’.