I want to sing in a choir and really enjoy myself
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I love choirs. I love watching them and hearing that moment when many voices combine and become one voice, calling out, reaching into your heart.
I love watching choirs, the people with spectacular voices who stand, poker straight and sing and the ones who smile and just rock out. They aren’t acting for the crowd, you can see the joy as the music moves them.
I’d love to be up there one day singing songs and feeling my voice, become part of that BIG voice!
Ana Da Silva How Much Longer?
I LOVE being in the choir. It doesn’t matter what type of choir, but my favorite are church choirs :) It’s amazing and makes you feel uplifted. And you can just belt out with everyone around you. Especially with friends
because I realized that it’s too much for me. I’m not a very disciplined person and I do need time for myself; lots of time for myself.
So last week I didn’t go coz it rained, and yesterday I didn’t go because I simply missed the time. I wanted to go, even though I was really really tired, and suddenly it was past 8pm, and I should had left the house about half an hour before.
So, I am being realistic and accept the fact that with 2 or 3 times Taekwon Do a week I have reached my maximum capacity of personally manageable regular activities.
Still, it’s a pity. The one time I was there is was so much fun!
GingerBlueGirl is trying to stay positive.
I sang in the church choir for two years but had to stop when they changed the service times and there was no one to watch my my three kids while I sang. With their choir time and mine, we were there from 8-noon every Sunday. Now I’m looking forward to a time when they’re not in choir anymore or when there’s another driver in the house and they can go home after their service.
It was raining…
and they’re having a concert soon, so last time (my first time) it was a lot about that, and probably even more today.
I didn’t think I’d miss much when I decided not to ride my bike through the rain.
But now I really rue that I didn’t go. If I want to join that choir I’ll have to go every week, summer, autumn, winter. There’ll be worse weather than today, so I better get used to it.
Sigh. Not even sure if they’ll meet next week (because of that concert); but I WILL be there and see for myself.
I didn’t wear my sheep shirt, but I still stood out among the Hausfrauen and church goers (I am not christian myself).
The choirmaster arrived and there was a lot of talk about a concert they’ll soon do, in a church. First I thought the guy was… a bit dumb. But then I realized he is hilariously funny and very clever, and a very good teacher and musician.
I sat with the alto but soon realized that was to high for me. Didn’t know any of the songs either, but I moved my lips and did the steps and had very much fun.
The choirmaster, when I asked him afterwards, said I could sing with the tenors if I really wanted to (I’ll do that—I can sing along with Edgardo from Lucia di Lammermoor, but not with Carmen from, well, Carmen :) ).
Heh, and he said he’d noticed I moved well, had I ever sung in a choir before?
WTF?!? :D
I think I am really lucky to have found that choir. The rehearsal was totally chaotic today, and yet the result was really good (for an all white German gospel choir), with great rhythm and good sound and an inspiring (and extremely funny) musician as instructor.
And perhaps next week I’ll be able to actually sing a bit. Among the tenors. And without being able to read the notes. But I can move in time; that’s something. :D
Will I go? Who knows? Not me :)
And if I go, should I wear my Scottish t-shirt with the evil grinning sheep and “Here comes BIG trouble” on it?
Questions, questions…
Today, at 7:45 pm I hopefully find a choir practicing in a school nearby, and hopefully they’ll let me join.
If I – hopefully – get my bum over there…. :)




