We have been practicing at Eastman School of Music on the third floor of the Main Building, thanks to one of our members who works at Eastman, a friend of mine from former days. She struggles to find time to work with us, but we still get to practice in a good space with a good piano. I am grateful!
This is one last rehearsal before we sing on Friday upcoming, then the following Monday. Both at Wilmot in Rochester and Roswell in Buffalo. We have a good line up of fun songs - I simplified to two part music this year - its easier to learn and wrap newcomers into the mix. My boys tease me that I have a lot of songs about food. They accuse me of subconsciously craving eating. I respond by saying I refuse to sing mushy love stuff - sometimes people just don't want to hear sappy gooey love songs when they are alone and not feeling well.
Anyway, we were running the full program. And having a great time. Laughing, repeating a few parts where we slid through by the skin of our teeth and felt perhaps we should make it a bit more solid. Not that anyone will be out there keeping score, just that we want to do a good job. After all, the point is to encourage cancer patients, not set their teeth on edge!
Suddenly, a knock at the door. A student pokes her head in and tells us she has the room reserved. What time is it? Wow! We have gone 15 minutes over our usual time and we still have one last song to run. We decide to cut it and just repeat something we are comfortable with. Yes, that will work. Its gonna be good, I can tell. Provided this tickle in my throat goes away. I love rehearsals! I love singing for cancer patients. I am blessed to have such dedicated singers working with me. Life is good.
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