another excuse

12-15-99

Taught my lesson today, came home for dinner, then drove back to Perry for a rehearsal of the gig I'm playing at the church on Sunday. It's a church musical, one of those "He came, He saw, He died for your sins" sort of things. The choir is so weak that the orchestra had to be cut down to one on a part, and none on a part in some cases. Like mine. I'm covering the second trombone and the tuba parts, because there would be too many brass if we pulled in a tuba.

The conductor, on the other hand, is very good. Generally, choral conductors are either singers with minimal conducting skills, or really fucked-up choral-style conductors. Choral conducting involves more flowery gestures and things that are hard for instrumentalists to follow. This guy, though he seems like a friendly, happy, typical choirmaster, is a pretty good conductor.

Yesterday I promised y'all some photos, and I even went so far as to tell some people in e-mail that the pictures were up. Guess I lied. I need to do some work with them, and I never have time at night because I don't get a chance to work on the journal entries until past my bedtime. Incidentally, that's why my entries suck, too. I'm beginning to be very bitter about that. I hate not having time to do the things I want to before bed. It puts me in a bad mood, makes me feel rushed and taken advantage of. Have to work in the morning, have to bake Ukrainian Christmas cookies at night, so I won't get to it until after freaking New Year's.