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Yesterday was a fairly exciting Friday. Katie and Ashley had their senior recital, which was quite good, and the reception got better and better. I got to play with fire, lit some rolled-up napkins and waved them around. The people inside thought I was smoking a joint... we disabused them of that notion when they came out. I told my Mexico City stories to people who hadn't heard them, and we ended up breaking Katie's bed by accident. It's quite crooked, now. Poor Katie. She was very tired by the time we all left with bags of leftover cookies and brownies.
So her reception put mama into a tizzy to get our house ready for mine. So I've been glueing a dresser and its drawers all morning, Sheila-Shining it, and listening to the cd of Rachmaninov Preludes Reggie burned for me in an fit of uncontainable enthusiasm. David and Grandjo got here about an hour ago, so David's been painting the kitchen, with mama's help... My fingers are all dried-woodgluey. But Sheila-Shine is amazing stuff. It has this distinctive smell that has always accompanied major restoration/cleaning efforts, which I associate with major guest-inviting events. It's a good association.
I would have mailed you all invitations by now, but Rebecca's mom has been going to punk little Kinko's places that won't let her make copies of the invitation because they think the headshot of Rebecca (and some think my photo, too, which came from my mom's camera at Christmas) were professionally done and thus they don't have the copyrights. Well, Rebecca bought her headshot, and I hope my mom has the rights to her own photograph... Anyway, I'll send you all real invitations when I get them. Meanwhile, it's
Friday, February 27th, 2004. 4:30 pm.
The High School for the Performing and Visual Arts
4001 Stanford
Houston, TX 77006
Two blocks north and west of the intersection of Richmond and Montrose.
Rebecca Heath, soprano, and Ryan Stickney, Soprano (we're all officially sopranos at this point, otherwise I would never thus betray my Alto roots...)
Program:
Rebecca:
Stizzoso, mio stizzoso from La Serva Padrona by Giovanni Battista Pergolesi
Me:
It Must Be Me from Candide by Leonard Bernstein
Rebecca:
Vilya from The Merry Widow by Lehar
Seufzer, Traenen by J S Bach
Me:
Alaiah by Me
Macavity from Cats by Andrew Lloyd Webber
Rebecca:
J'attends un navire by Kurt Weill
Me:
Una Donna a Quindici Anni by W A Mozart
Rebecca:
Wishing You Were Somehow Here Again from Phantom of the Opera by Andrew Lloyd Webber
If I Were A Bell from Guys and Dolls by Frank Loesser
Me:
Der Neugierige from Die Schoene Muellerin by Franz Schubert
Sryed Shumnogo Bala (In the Midst of the Ball) by P I Tchaikovsky
Rebecca and Ellis:
Dangerous Game from Jekyll and Hyde by Frank Wildhorn
Me, Tony and Lumumba:
You Really Got a Hold On Me by Smokey Robinson, arranged by The Bobs and transcribed by Me.
Thus, it will be good and you people who have never been to a PVA performance, of mine or otherwise, you must come see.
I do not know what happened or who must have died, but I just got my transcript and I apparently, with the D and B I got on my only two academic classes last semester (Calculus and Physics, respectively), moved up a rank to 5th in my class out of the 134 of us. And they have yet to get my English reports, which would improve my GPA.
Not that it really matters. I just thought it was pretty odd, considering how poorly I've ben making out in Calculus. Though, I suppose the four people ahead of me tied for first aren't really going to go anywhere, and the people behind don't have random CBE's to suddenly jump around in, so it won't necessarily stay that way for long.
So her reception put mama into a tizzy to get our house ready for mine. So I've been glueing a dresser and its drawers all morning, Sheila-Shining it, and listening to the cd of Rachmaninov Preludes Reggie burned for me in an fit of uncontainable enthusiasm. David and Grandjo got here about an hour ago, so David's been painting the kitchen, with mama's help... My fingers are all dried-woodgluey. But Sheila-Shine is amazing stuff. It has this distinctive smell that has always accompanied major restoration/cleaning efforts, which I associate with major guest-inviting events. It's a good association.
I would have mailed you all invitations by now, but Rebecca's mom has been going to punk little Kinko's places that won't let her make copies of the invitation because they think the headshot of Rebecca (and some think my photo, too, which came from my mom's camera at Christmas) were professionally done and thus they don't have the copyrights. Well, Rebecca bought her headshot, and I hope my mom has the rights to her own photograph... Anyway, I'll send you all real invitations when I get them. Meanwhile, it's
Friday, February 27th, 2004. 4:30 pm.
The High School for the Performing and Visual Arts
4001 Stanford
Houston, TX 77006
Two blocks north and west of the intersection of Richmond and Montrose.
Rebecca Heath, soprano, and Ryan Stickney, Soprano (we're all officially sopranos at this point, otherwise I would never thus betray my Alto roots...)
Program:
Rebecca:
Stizzoso, mio stizzoso from La Serva Padrona by Giovanni Battista Pergolesi
Me:
It Must Be Me from Candide by Leonard Bernstein
Rebecca:
Vilya from The Merry Widow by Lehar
Seufzer, Traenen by J S Bach
Me:
Alaiah by Me
Macavity from Cats by Andrew Lloyd Webber
Rebecca:
J'attends un navire by Kurt Weill
Me:
Una Donna a Quindici Anni by W A Mozart
Rebecca:
Wishing You Were Somehow Here Again from Phantom of the Opera by Andrew Lloyd Webber
If I Were A Bell from Guys and Dolls by Frank Loesser
Me:
Der Neugierige from Die Schoene Muellerin by Franz Schubert
Sryed Shumnogo Bala (In the Midst of the Ball) by P I Tchaikovsky
Rebecca and Ellis:
Dangerous Game from Jekyll and Hyde by Frank Wildhorn
Me, Tony and Lumumba:
You Really Got a Hold On Me by Smokey Robinson, arranged by The Bobs and transcribed by Me.
Thus, it will be good and you people who have never been to a PVA performance, of mine or otherwise, you must come see.
I do not know what happened or who must have died, but I just got my transcript and I apparently, with the D and B I got on my only two academic classes last semester (Calculus and Physics, respectively), moved up a rank to 5th in my class out of the 134 of us. And they have yet to get my English reports, which would improve my GPA.
Not that it really matters. I just thought it was pretty odd, considering how poorly I've ben making out in Calculus. Though, I suppose the four people ahead of me tied for first aren't really going to go anywhere, and the people behind don't have random CBE's to suddenly jump around in, so it won't necessarily stay that way for long.
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