Gorgeous day for a run here in the TC. Sunny. A little breezy. Not super warm, but you like it a little cool when you’re exerting yourself.
I added some tracks from TCWC‘s winter concert with Bruce Henry to the “Chex Mix” and took off. I started with the big finale from the show, “Still I Rise.” The awesomest performance in the history of the TCWC. That one that nobody knew we could really do. That one.
And I followed it with the rest of my favorite tracks from that show, which lasted me about as long as my (not very long) run.
I don’t know what I looked like to whoever may have passed me on the street, but I was rocking the F out. Anticipating all those great entrances and key changes and the band breakdowns and remembering what a joyful experience it was to perform that concert. Didn’t matter the tempo of the song. I was consumed by every one and it propelled me through my run. I wasn’t even thinking about my body; I was entirely in my head.
We had our end-of-the-year Twos and a Fews party last night (Alto 2s, Soprano 2s, and a few other folks), so I’m all about choir this weekend. The fatigue from the last concert has subsided and anticipation of a choir-less summer has me back celebrating the fun parts.
Oh, and the Twin Cities Women’s Choir is on Twitter now, so follow @TCWC for news and behind-the-scenes type stuff. Not as much news now that we’re on summer hiatus, but I’m sure I can come up with something periodically.
I wrote this a year ago (and neglected to publish it), but it still holds true.
I’m anticipating severe choir withdrawal. I’ll still be seeing some folks for bike rides and at basketball games. And then, you know, there’s that girl that I’m totally into. But it’s quite a high to come down off of. Having rehearsal every Wednesday totally gets me through Hump Day, ya know?
Some friends of ours hold a Twos and a Fews party to celebrate the end of the season. “Twos and a Fews” means Alto 2s and Soprano 2s (because one of them is an Alto 2 *w00t* and one of them is a Soprano 2) and some assorted guests like various choir management types, partners, and the cool kids from the Ones (as if).
Yesterday we had our last “rehearsal”-slash-retreat in which we go over the spring concert and the whole season and have ice cream and sing a couple songs for fun. But Twos and a Fews feels like the real end of the season. It’s sort of a relief to have the free time, but it doesn’t take long to start jonesing for the next season to start.
Related: Our director, Mary Bussman, just had a lovely write up in the paper from her hometown of Stewartville, MN (I have no idea, it’s up north somewhere). Sounds like they’re just as proud of her as we are. I wonder if everyone in Stewartville had a little crush on her like everyone in the choir does. It’s a phase. We all get over it. She’s charismatic like that.
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