Someone pointed out to me the other day that singing is a physical activity and of course he was quite right. This fact was brought home to me on the evening of that same other day when we had choir practice. It was a full run through of the first concert, plus some of the additional songs we’re doing at the second concert. It was tiring! I really don’t know how people who sing while dancing and/or acting at the same time do it, because I was ready to lie down after an hour of standing up and singing! It’s not even like I haven’t done this before.
We sang the Angels’ Carol, which went better than it did the week before, but there was still one entry I’m sure I didn’t get right. That in itself was tiring, I think because I was worried about it and therefore tense and concentrating really hard to try and get it right.
Some of the rehearsal was good, but some of it was worryingly bad. I think, unfortunately, the badness won out in the choirmaster/musical director’s mind (I don’t even know what his official title is) because he seemed a bit down at the end of the rehearsal, which obviously isn’t a good sign. We did the wretched ‘Oliver Medley’ last thing in the rehearsal, which didn’t go very well from my point of view, mainly because it’s really long and by that point I was ready to curl up in a corner and sleep. I don’t like Oliver anyway, which doesn’t help! I don’t really know what it is about it I don’t like. Maybe I just don’t like musicals about children, because I don’t like Annie, either.
Anyway, I’m a bit worried about the upcoming concerts because we still can’t get all the songs right and we haven’t got any more rehearsals left! I suppose we will just have to do our best and hope it all goes alright on the night(s).