He's not the Messiah! He's a very naughty boy!
Last night's people's messiah with Corinthians was a laugh.
Some of the audience sucked, but some were great. We had cute little birds in the roof cheeping during the solos. The MC announced cheap wine to be sold during half time. I had to giggle at the use of the words "half time" as it implies we were doing some sort of sport. But, then again, it was like a competition: Us against the audience.
I have now officially lost my Messiah virginity (by actually being on stage instead of in the audience without a score). I have to say, it was just like singing Joshua or Israel in Egypt. In fact I'm sure I could have thrown in a few hear and answers, lice or smoting first borns in there and no-one would have noticed. Oh, except that it was a Christmas concert.
And then the night wrapped up with a bunch of us drinking too much wine and singing stuff from Hair, Abba and songs from "Let's have music" books. And drinking fruita. Daggness! All very silly and fun.
Well, actually, after most people left (and Matt fell asleep) Bruce and I got extremely drunk and crapped on about books and U2 with an enthusiasm only drunk people can manage.
I'm really paying for it now. Meh, was fun.
Some of the audience sucked, but some were great. We had cute little birds in the roof cheeping during the solos. The MC announced cheap wine to be sold during half time. I had to giggle at the use of the words "half time" as it implies we were doing some sort of sport. But, then again, it was like a competition: Us against the audience.
I have now officially lost my Messiah virginity (by actually being on stage instead of in the audience without a score). I have to say, it was just like singing Joshua or Israel in Egypt. In fact I'm sure I could have thrown in a few hear and answers, lice or smoting first borns in there and no-one would have noticed. Oh, except that it was a Christmas concert.
And then the night wrapped up with a bunch of us drinking too much wine and singing stuff from Hair, Abba and songs from "Let's have music" books. And drinking fruita. Daggness! All very silly and fun.
Well, actually, after most people left (and Matt fell asleep) Bruce and I got extremely drunk and crapped on about books and U2 with an enthusiasm only drunk people can manage.
I'm really paying for it now. Meh, was fun.