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I feel better now. Good concert, in which our group sang seven pieces out of the nine we had practiced. There sure are some gorgeous ones; I was in four (Gene Puerling arrangement of Indian Summer, a Marenzio madrigal, a 19th-century Pearsall madrigal, and the spiritual Daniel), and only missed out on one I would've liked to sing (Gesualdo madrigal). People liked my belty solo in the ending spiritual, anyway. And Elliot's big group piece grew on me; it's very ethereal and almost Gregorian at times, even when it's emphatic. I'm looking forward to the recordings of a lot of our stuff.
Some of the other groups had some good songs; even the least advanced one, which had two people who couldn't match pitch in it and three faculty members to help them, composed a song together. Another one of theirs had a title translation which, for some ineffable reason, moved me thoroughly. It was just this: when drums beat, laws are silent.
I must be watching too much portrayal of the noble military, because anything with soldiers valorous under hard conditions and law suspended in the name of war is shifting my usually-dormant sympathy for the military into overdrive. I do admire people who do what it takes no matter what happens, which is why Todd is my hero, and why I'm so affected by literature like LotR and the Rawn books and Moreta, and shows like West Wing and Stargate and House, and people like Swift and Richard Dean Anderson and Corita. And then there are the people who do what it takes even if nothing happens, as in the Wrede books and Black Books and Stephan. So, basically, people who do stuff. That may be why I find so little of the population surrounding me interesting; it's easy to watch other people accomplish things, but rocking the boat yourself is something few people exert themselves to do, even if it's a kayak with no one else in it.
Right, so, people in ensembles that travel all over the country/world for the sake of music, and this includes rock bands, do stuff. I want to be someone who does stuff. I also want a castle; I'll have to ask Carol about rocks for it when we go to her house after the workshop is over.
Meanwhile, tomorrow is rest and register-for-five-day-participants day, so we'll probably go swimming in the river, and maybe mama will buy some shoes so we don't have to keep doing a sneak-trade in the dining hall with the one pair we have.
Some of the other groups had some good songs; even the least advanced one, which had two people who couldn't match pitch in it and three faculty members to help them, composed a song together. Another one of theirs had a title translation which, for some ineffable reason, moved me thoroughly. It was just this: when drums beat, laws are silent.
I must be watching too much portrayal of the noble military, because anything with soldiers valorous under hard conditions and law suspended in the name of war is shifting my usually-dormant sympathy for the military into overdrive. I do admire people who do what it takes no matter what happens, which is why Todd is my hero, and why I'm so affected by literature like LotR and the Rawn books and Moreta, and shows like West Wing and Stargate and House, and people like Swift and Richard Dean Anderson and Corita. And then there are the people who do what it takes even if nothing happens, as in the Wrede books and Black Books and Stephan. So, basically, people who do stuff. That may be why I find so little of the population surrounding me interesting; it's easy to watch other people accomplish things, but rocking the boat yourself is something few people exert themselves to do, even if it's a kayak with no one else in it.
Right, so, people in ensembles that travel all over the country/world for the sake of music, and this includes rock bands, do stuff. I want to be someone who does stuff. I also want a castle; I'll have to ask Carol about rocks for it when we go to her house after the workshop is over.
Meanwhile, tomorrow is rest and register-for-five-day-participants day, so we'll probably go swimming in the river, and maybe mama will buy some shoes so we don't have to keep doing a sneak-trade in the dining hall with the one pair we have.