Oct. 5th, 2005

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.

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