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I had such a tremendous experience this morning.
We warmed up, walked over to Sheldon Gallery, lined the entire stairway in the main foyer, and we sang. It was amazing. That building has wonderful acoustics!
We began with "The Rivers of Babylon," "O Re Mi," and, my absolute favorite, Rachmaninoff's Bogoroditse Devo. The first two are fun songs that sound great a capella in a gallery, but the Rachmaninoff...remarkable. It's sang in Russian, and it's a song that belongs in a great, open cathedral in Moscow. I've loved it since we first began it, but it nearly gave me goosebumps in the Sheldon. I think we even made the security lady's eyes well up. It's such a beautiful piece, and I love it so much. I've found a recording of it in the music library, but I'd like my own CD of it.
I'm going to miss concert choir. What an experience! The Requiem is nothing short of a masterpiece, and the others were fabulous, too. I still haven't gotten used to Belshazzar's Feast, but the performance was a blast. There's nothing better than the roar of an audience as they jump to their feet. Well, making your own hair stand on end is right up there, too. I'd like to sing again, though. Perhaps next year.
This year (this semester, particularly) has made me realize that music is such a huge part of my life that I could never give up. Even if I leave the theory and aural skills behind, I'll never give up playing and performing. I've realized that I don't need to study music ed to learn new instruments. I don't need theory to audition for an ensemble. I don't need a major to give me permission. I'm thrilled to be a music minor, and I'm so grateful to have the skill and talent to do that. I'm so lucky to have had the experiences I have.
This is only the beginning.
We warmed up, walked over to Sheldon Gallery, lined the entire stairway in the main foyer, and we sang. It was amazing. That building has wonderful acoustics!
We began with "The Rivers of Babylon," "O Re Mi," and, my absolute favorite, Rachmaninoff's Bogoroditse Devo. The first two are fun songs that sound great a capella in a gallery, but the Rachmaninoff...remarkable. It's sang in Russian, and it's a song that belongs in a great, open cathedral in Moscow. I've loved it since we first began it, but it nearly gave me goosebumps in the Sheldon. I think we even made the security lady's eyes well up. It's such a beautiful piece, and I love it so much. I've found a recording of it in the music library, but I'd like my own CD of it.
I'm going to miss concert choir. What an experience! The Requiem is nothing short of a masterpiece, and the others were fabulous, too. I still haven't gotten used to Belshazzar's Feast, but the performance was a blast. There's nothing better than the roar of an audience as they jump to their feet. Well, making your own hair stand on end is right up there, too. I'd like to sing again, though. Perhaps next year.
This year (this semester, particularly) has made me realize that music is such a huge part of my life that I could never give up. Even if I leave the theory and aural skills behind, I'll never give up playing and performing. I've realized that I don't need to study music ed to learn new instruments. I don't need theory to audition for an ensemble. I don't need a major to give me permission. I'm thrilled to be a music minor, and I'm so grateful to have the skill and talent to do that. I'm so lucky to have had the experiences I have.
This is only the beginning.