Nov. 12th, 2006 12:36 am
icepixie: (Soprano pride)
This bookshelf made from hardback books has me cracking up so hard. And once you see the photo, you'll realize the pun I just made.

Speaking of puns, I found One Of The Worst Puns Ever the other day. It requires a bit of setup first.

Person A: I saw a tern in my backyard yesterday! I wonder what'll show up next?
Person B: An otter.
A: Why?
B: Because one good tern deserves an otter.

*ducks the flying pots and pans*


Completely unrelated to any of the above, I found out the other day that the choir I'm in is going to be doing Rachmaninoff's All-Night Vigil (Vespers) starting February.


I wasn't sure about coming back for another round, but, um, I think I might have to. Because it's THE ALL-NIGHT VIGIL, OMG. *babbles incoherently*


Sep. 12th, 2006 10:56 am
icepixie: (Soprano pride)
Wow. Nashville's version of Community Choir is actually really good. Deep in my heart, I feared a repeat of that terrible Exeter chorus experience, but this is much more like Kenyon's CC. In fact, most of the people in it are better-trained than the majority of people in CC, which is amazing. It's like CC was freshman year, before everyone discovered they could use it as an easy way to get their Fine Arts requirement, or possibly even better. Somewhere between that and Chamber Singers. (It's closer in numbers to CS, at any rate. There are only about 50-60 people.) The room we're in actually has excellent acoustics, particularly for a high school music room done in Late Concrete Block, so that may be helping. (Speaking of that room, OMG, the chairs. You remember those horrible metal-and-hard-multicolored-plastic chairs from your school days? Yeah. Three hours in them. Ow.)

I've suddenly become a Second Soprano, which will be...not different at all, since Beethoven's Mass in C-major is in four-part harmony all the way through. *g* The director wants to do Vivaldi's Gloria as well (all before December), so maybe I'll be in for a shock there.

The director is actually fairly similar in temperment to Doc, and she obviously knows what she's doing. She does have a few quirks, though, chief among them being that she conducts every note as if it has an accent (>) over it, which is...different. Particularly after Lux Aeterna with Doc.

Actually, no, the quirkiest thing is that she doesn't, so far, seem to believe in warm-ups. We did all of two minutes of warming up and concentrated on six notes in roughly the middle of my range, which was less than helpful. But other than those two things, she is excellent. I can see why everyone respects her so much.

We're also apparently going to have sectional rehearsals once a week at a location of the section leader's choosing. (Pleaseohplease let my leader not live across town.) Yeah, this is definitely going to be more work than CC, but we're almost certainly going to sound better as well. I'm very pleasantly surprised.


Sep. 11th, 2006 03:01 pm
icepixie: (Assumpta sparkly)
Hey, choir starts tonight. Cool. *hopes it's good*

Speaking of music, a Ballykissangel file for you all: "Peter and Assumpta's Theme" (er, I assume that's what it might be called), from episode 3.7, "Personal Call." Is preeeeetty. Is very pretty. Is also an AIFF file, which plays in iTunes and Quicktime, and I assume most other music players, although I make no guarantees.


Aug. 21st, 2006 02:22 pm
icepixie: (Soprano pride)
Community Choir in Nashville!

No Doc, but still. Choir! My voice placement is Wednesday. Given the little sample of music they want you to know, they seem to be looking for some very tenor-y altos. And some really alto-y sopranos. I don't think I can even reach some of those alto notes, and they want you to know both parts for the placement. Ow?

(See icon. I like hanging out above the staff, thanks.)

No matter, though. Choir! Any choir! (Although hopefully it's more like Kenyon's than Exeter's.)

The Nashville Symphony is also auditioning chorus members this month, and in January as well. But the requirements look like a horrifying hybrid of the Chamber Singers audition and the Opera Workshop audition. I figure if I'm not even sure what an "art song" is, that's probably nothing I need to try. (Maybe in January? If I seriously brush up on my veryveryveryvery basic sight reading skills? And recognize that I'd probably still make an utter fool out of myself?)
icepixie: (Doctor/Charley (The Chimes of Midnight))
From my evaluation for Choir: "Doc is a fantastic professor who is instrumental to us making beautiful music. (Also, he makes terrible puns.)"


And in the Doctor/Charley fic I may or may not actually be writing (more about that when I eventually make my catchall audios-and-other-various-old-skool-Who post), I managed to make a pun on COMPOUND AND SIMPLE INTEREST. And the sad thing is that I did not notice this for at least a week. And the econ meaning was the one I had had in mind, not the much more common sense of "to excite the curiosity or attention of."

I win at puns.


Apr. 30th, 2006 10:07 pm
icepixie: (Soprano pride)
Tonight was the last choir concert I'll ever sing in at Kenyon (barring some freak move back to Gambier in the future which...seems unlikely). The "lasts" are not just coming, they'e here.

And I suppose this actually isn't the first "last" this year, even--the last research paper I'll ever do for undergrad work was turned in two weeks ago, my last piece for a creative writing class was last week, my last class in Sunset was last semester... It's not a good trend!

But oddly enough, this is the first "last" that feels like one. The second or third choir rehearsal last semester was also the first time this year I felt like I was really back in the groove of Kenyon after being away for a year, as well. Sitting in Brandi on a Wednesday night, surrounded by the beautiful light wood-paneled walls, with Doc conducting up at the front felt like coming home in a way that nothing else had until then.

It's kind of strange, really, that I should have such strong associations with the music department. Out of all my many friends who are in any way musically inclined, I am probably the least so. I'm the only one of us who doesn't take lessons of some sort. It still takes me a moment to read certain notes on the treble clef, and forget about the bass clef. But choir is still going to be one of the things I miss the most about this place.

Anyway. I'm a bit maudlin at the moment because I've seen "School Reunion" twice today, and we watched the BBC Casanova yesterday. I have perhaps had an overdose of bittersweet and depressing this weekend.

By the way, we did pretty well. There were a couple flubs, but people didn't notice them, from what I hear. Whew. Not a bad note to go out on, really. (Particularly since that's a horrible pun. *g*)
icepixie: (Doctor/Rose hands)
Question. Has there been any New Who fic that has the Doctor and Rose at some point in a cathedral with a rose window? I feel like there's a pun there that's just aching to be made (or at least a reference that would make my inner Gothic architecture geek go "squee!"), and surely would have been by now. Anyone?

Other things that make me go squee: the Doctor, either 9 or 10, and Rose. They are so adorable. They may, in fact, be the most adorable 'ship I've ever seen, with the possible exception of Claire/Trevor. ADORABLE, I tell you. I am a full-fledged fan. Hello, time-suck...after comps, anyway...

Finally, the final movement of Lauridsen's Lux Aeterna is of unearthly beauty. Hopefully we'll recreate at least a bit of that in April...

Now, before I run off for Sci-Fi Friday, a meme )


Feb. 9th, 2006 04:17 pm
icepixie: (Soprano pride)
Eeeee! I have cardinals at my window! Well, I did for a while, before they flew off. But they were there! I thought my window ledge might be too narrow for anything as big as a cardinal, since it's only about 2.5 inches wide, but apparently not. There was a male and a female; maybe they're moving in to have a nest somewhere nearby. I've also seen two downy woodpeckers and a hairy woodpecker (great names, huh?) out and about, although rarely close enough to take a good picture. Which, yes, implies that I have taken pictures, and I will post them soon. If you consider "next weekend" soon, anyway...


Apropos of nothing, quotes from Doc that have been building up for a while:

- "That's just a plate laid out with carrots, a steak, and maybe a side of mashed potatoes. You're the parsley, tenors. Every plate needs some parsley."
- "Well, that started out Tabasco and ended up ketchup."
- "Except for a few pitches, rhythms, and dynamics, that was perfect."

Speaking of choir, I've...acquired a recording of the Lauridsen requiem we're doing. Soooo pretty. Unlike our scary sight-singing rendition of it last night, which sounded remarkably like a number of those strange tuned windchimes all going at once--it wasn't so much bad as very eerie. Kind of like we were channeling Schonberg. Hee.


Now, back to nomadic empire formation... *cracks whip over self*
icepixie: (Rebecca Bond)
The concert last night went rather well. No egregious errors, anyway. :) Even after rehearsing there for a couple weeks, it's always a bit disappointing to move into Rosse after spending the rest of the semester in Brandi. It's so much bigger and so much less acoustically-forgiving, the choir immediately sounds half as full and ten times worse. But the audience seemed to like it, especially the South African song we did with Chamber Singers, so hey.

The dance also went well. There seemed to be fewer people than sophomore or freshman year, and there was a ton more rap played (bleurg), but... *shrug* I still had a good time. And a bunch of tasty cookies. I taught Meg a few steps in all of the Latin dances, danced a bit with most of the ballroomers, did criss-cross voltas all around the Great Hall with Autumn and Emma... Svetlana and her new partner gave an amazing exhibition. He's a bit taller than Igor, so they could do more in the way of lifts (there was one in their rumba that was just WOW). They have a bit more of a frantic style than Svetlana did with Igor, more angry, almost--it worked really well for Paso.

We didn't even have to stay very late taking down the decorations--I was out the door by 1:15. Of course, I then spent fifteen minutes very carefully picking my way back through the ice that was falling very quickly, but...

Today has also been exceptionally full. (Of course, that wasn't helped by the fact that I didn't get up until 1 PM...) More on that later, once I get back from ballroom and Meg's birthday party and whatever else is on my schedule for tonight. Ah, it's so nice to have a social life.


But before I go, a meme!

1. My username is icepixie because I am a fan of both figure skating and fantasy. It seemed appropriate. Also, it's cute.
2. My journal is titled Dancing in the Moonlight because the Jack Vettriano picture I have as the sidebar/background of my layout is of two silhouetted people dancing tango on a moonlit cobblestone road. Plus, y'know, the ballroom thing in general.
3. My subtitle is nothing because I'm lazy.
4. My friends page is called Y'all because I'm southern.
5. My default userpic is because it's late fall/early winter at the moment, and I love that Eavan Boland poem.
icepixie: (Tower Bridge)
The first Saturday in December is always the busiest of the year in a non-academic sense. The choir concert is tonight, which of course meant rehearsal this afternoon. Ballroom's big winter dance is also tonight (after the concert), which generally means setting up after rehearsal, but they finished pretty quickly this year, so I only ended up staying about twenty minutes. Anyway, tonight is busy. I imagine I won't get back before two or three. Oof. Ah, well. It's worth it. I can't wait to see Svetlana and her new partner do their five-dance exhibition. Oooooh, pretty.

However, it does mean being on my feet pretty much all night. So what do I go and do on the walk back from dinner?

If you guessed "twist my ankle," you'd be correct. There are few things more pathetic than falling off a perfectly innocuous, ice-free sidewalk into a thin layer of snow and leaves, then wailing for a few minutes into the empty night. Just in case you were wondering.


It would be nice not to be so well as to not have pants that are slightly snow-soaked. *sigh*
icepixie: (Nine and fifty swans)
Ah, choir. Doc was in fine form tonight. To wit:

(To the sopranos, who kind of mouthed confidently)"Next time you mess up, look confused."

(To the basses, who enter a quarter note behind the sopranos) "PRetend you're coming in with the sopranos, and then you'll come in on beat."

(As an alto) "It's not the melody; why should I care?"

"Basses, so early in the piece to fail!"

"Not bad, facial expressions still look like creeping death, but..."

"Sopranos, that's how jazz got started, with people making up notes and doing their own thing."

The last three are all from the Evil Handel. Naturally.

Anyway. It looks like my computer might get here on Saturday, complete with spiffy new 80 GB hard drive (oooooh, ahhhhh), so no more living in the Mac lab for me! Or, rather, not really living there, 'cause I have more reading than anything to do at this point...but whatever. More frequent e-mail checkage, anyway.


Sep. 14th, 2005 10:37 pm
icepixie: (Nine and fifty swans)
Alas, another week without Doc quotes. He's being funny, but it's just not going to translate without laborious context, so hey.

- Is it a sign that I've been spending too much time on my Linguistics homework when I say that I had a strange desire to write out our warmups in IPA?

- We did the Hebrew song this time. Earlier this week, as I was listening to Gregorian chant stuff for Music History, I thought, "Hey, no set rhythm! That must be easy!" Actually, no. No, it's not. Especially not when there's a quintuplet [five sixteenth notes in a row] at some ridiculous tempo. But it'll be pretty once we get it right.

- Likewise, the African song will be nifty once we get the clicks down. Apparently we learn the dance moves next week. More shooting our feet?

- "Fog" was...uh...foggy. With whispers. I think you have to hear it to understand.

- The setting of Frost's "Choose Something Like a Star" gives me an idea of what it's like to be a bass. 24 measures of "O Star," with a quarter note for "O" then 3.5 measures of "Star," all on the same note. Yeah, we had something like that in the Stroop pieces, but this definitely exceeds them. It's nice, though; I really like the accompaniment, with all the high and flighty notes.

- And finally...I hate Handel. No, really. Him and his runs and fugues need to go away. BAH ON HANDEL. I wish to ofslag him! Even though he's already forthferde!

...Right. And with that I put the Anglo-Saxon book away...


Sep. 7th, 2005 11:12 pm
icepixie: (Ellie/Palmer)
Yay for Choir! Yay for Doc, who always knows what he's doing and is awesome!

Sadly, only one quote from him tonight, and it requires a bit of a set-up. It's been a warm afternoon here. We start doing a breathing exercise equivalent to when a dog pants. Doc: "It's a good day for short pants."

*waits for the groans to subside*

Yeah. We're doing SUCH PRETTY MUSIC this semester. Okay, we always do pretty music. But still. I doubt we'll end up actually doing every single one of these, 'cause we have a lot, but hopefully we'll do most of them. We have a lot of poetry settings, which makes me very happy. To wit:

- A setting of Edna St. Vincent Millay's "On Thought in Harness"
- Settings of three Robert Frost poems: "The Road Not Taken," "Choose Something Like a Star," and "A Girls' Garden." They're all by Randall Thompson, who I think did that really pretty "Alleluia" we did freshman year.
- An amazing setting of "In Flanders Fields," by John McCae. It's awesome.
- Part of a requiem-but-not-thing called Lux Aeterna. We're doing one of the movements this semester, and the whole thing next semester.
- Something by Copland that we didn't get to tonight, called "Younger Generation." I have a thing for Copland, so I hope we do it for the concert.
- Something short by Handel (grrr, Handel)
- Something in Hebrew that we didn't get to
- Something about girls and swallows we didn't get to
- And then there's the African-language song that's become traditional. This one takes it a step above Dubula and its kin by adding clicks. Yes, we're singing clicks. My tongue hurts already.

So let's see, that's...only three languages this year. Usually we do five. But this is plenty hard enough!

Also, in a really oddly random event, there was this girl who sat beside me tonight. I'd never seen her before. Turns out she went to my high school, and I probably had seen her at some point during my senior year.

I can count on one hand the number of people from my HS who've gone to Kenyon in recent years, and I only need two hands for people from Nashville, so that's truly flukish. I thought it was rather neat, anyway. :)
icepixie: (headdesk)
No smoking around icepixie. Thank you for your co-operation.





Also, choir tonight could've made the baby Jesus cry. I had no idea that "E" was actually eight notes in one, all of them flat. *cries*
icepixie: ("Dance Me to the End of Love" - Jack Vet)
Well, our concert (Handel's Messiah) was tonight. I've been quiet about it because I wasn't sure I'd actually show up, as it's a completely voluntary thing (unlike at Kenyon, you don't get class credit for this), I'd already had to miss a couple rehearsals due to Kenyon/Exeter stuff, and I've been utterly unimpressed with the generalized unprofessionalism of the whole outfit. But I did sing in the concert, not to mention the four hours of rehearsal this afternoon in the freezing cold church. It went better than I thought it would, mostly due to the amazing soloists, but there were serious complications. Like, oh, the fact that we were still sight-reading several sections. The last bit, right before the amens? I think the first time over half of the choir had seen it was this afternoon. I wish I were kidding. There was also a longish section where, for once, the soprano section split into two parts, which we were introduced to on Thursday. It wouldn't have been so bad if there were accessible pianos around this campus to plink it out on and get it into my head, but no. I have no idea what part I was singing on that one. And tonight, we had to start over in one part of the performance because our conductor forgot to tell us we were zooming right into a chorus from one of the duets, and didn't really cue us, so we were completely flummoxed. *headdesk* Some parts sounded pretty good, though. I was proud of "For Unto Us a Child Is Born." I'm putting a moratorium on talking tomorrow, however, as I don't really have much of a voice left after seven hours combined of singing over the orchestra, especially on the Hallelujah chorus and various Glories to God. I definitely felt breath going into places in my throat it ought not to, so I perhaps overdid it a bit.

I miss Doc so much. Community Choir isn't the most technically perfect choir in the world, of course, but we do challenging things (songs in five different languages two semesters ago!) and do them well, and we have the best conductor in the world. This was just sort We sang in a church that looked a little like the Chapel at Kenyon, where we always sing in the advent service the night after the big Community Choir/Chamber Singers concert...which is tonight, I think. Ballroom's winter dance is tonight, and they're always on the same night, so it must be. [ profile] laserhead or [ profile] sleepingcbw, wanna tell me what they're/you're doing this semester? Chandra and I had an impromptu singalong to Kokosing Farewell, which got very stuck in my head sometime around 7 PM tonight, I guess because of general concert vibes.

If the year so far has taught me anything, it's that I had no idea how wonderful Kenyon is in so many ways, from English to libraries to music and everything else .


Amusing, semi-related meme from Jessica )
icepixie: (Miles to go)
OMG, this is the best hot chocolate I've ever tasted. And it's just Sainsburys' store brand. Wooooow. When I go back home, I'm gonna need to find an importer of this stuff...

Anyway, choir tonight (so odd to have that on Thursday, not Wednesday). We're doing Handel's Messiah for the first term. It totally took me until we did the Hallelujah chorus at the very end of the two hours to realize, "oh! We're doing that Messiah!" Yeah, I can be a little slow on the uptake. We're also beginning work on a choral setting of pieces from the Canturbury Tales, which we're performing in the spring. It's some odd combination of Middle and Modern English, or perhaps they just modernized the spelling of the original Middle English. That's probably it. (And can I just say how cool it is to be singing the Canterbury Tales in England? 'Cause hee.) This choir is a lot like Community Choir at Kenyon; only it's about two-thirds of the size, and the conductor, while very amusing in a dry and British sort of way, isn't Doc Locke. No one can be Doc. The skill level seemed slightly higher than first semesters at Kenyon have started out, but possibly that was because people have heard the Messiah before.

Oh, and before I forget: Your eggs have no ambition! (tm [ profile] rowdycamels)

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