Concordia Choir is coming to town!!!!

Well, the nearby town of Wichita, KS, that is. Oh, and a good friend called me up with lots of juicy tidbits about the program. (He had attended a concert on this same tour somewhere in the “east.”) Oh, I am getting SO pumped!!!! And oh, so, JUMPY!!!! wow, I might not be able to get as much school done tomorrow as would be good just because I’m so, entirely, well, so entirely taken up with this idea. And, oh, SO EXCITED!

In other news, Messiah drags on. Neal continues to abuse the sopranos and they continue to give him only a small portion of their abilities. I am completely confident that there is a correlation between those two facts.

Chorus is moving along at a nice easy pace. Shane is doing well, even if directing isn’t his first love. Note accuracy will come much faster for the tenors this year because they are far more confident than last year. My goal for the tenors is to lead them to sing with precision and agility. They are progressing well.

As of yet, I enjoy the process of writing much more than “speechifying”. I am a lover of precision in my studies and feel that my meager abilities as a speech-maker don’t lend themselves well to precision. For myself, speechifying feels as though a farmer were attempting brain surgery on some poor victim, ending with a bloody mess of “brain” on the floor; a painful metaphor, I know, but very illustrative. Not enough precision, not enough precision. . .

Um. um. what should I say next? Oh, that was close. I’m actually not standing in front of people wondering what to say. . . It’s as though, um, I have stress with um, placing my thoughts, um, in a logical, well, how would you say it? Order? And then, um, really wondering just, like, how it’s going to, um, come out. . . Yes, I’m, um, in speech class right now. And um, I really think I should quit using um, “um”, quite so um, much. I, like, um, really struggle with filler words, like, um, well, like, um.

thesinger

Over.

I’m tired, bushed, droopy, consumed, fatigued, etc., etc.

The speech is done, and now I feel as though I can move on with life. I believe the biggest thing that irritates me about “speechifying” is that while preparing, my life essentially goes on hold. I DON’T like that!!

I’m done talking for now.

thesinger

“The Speech” is done.

I’m enjoying life once again. One would think that speech class is a good thing, (I do), but one must also think of all the stress that it places on the mind and on the body. For example, my appetite left me while I was working on preparing my speech. I didn’t notice it much then, but as I was walking out of speech class, I noted with wonder that I was hungry and actually felt like eating something for a change. Pain.

Stress on the mind? Well, that ones obvious. It takes massive amounts of brain-work to prepare the outline in a coherent, logical, and somewhat enjoyable manner. Oh, and include with that the stresses involved in doing something new. Pain.

Ah, vell, I can now continue to live my life again, like I did before the speech came around.

I think you’re beginning to get the idea. . .

thesinger

Today is the day.

I’m not sure if I’m ok with that. . .