As one gset closer to a concert; any performance, really, things become grandiose in nature. For instance, problems with attendance, unlearned music, logistical issues. As we draw nearer to our big day, these things create momentous problems in your mind, forcing you to consider the end is near. In a bad way. "Oh, what will we ever do about (insert problem here)? Fortunately, I have experienced many of these ridiculous and unecssary tricks of the mind in my life and career as a performer. Therefore, I know all will work out in the end. Especially since morale is one thing our singers do not lack! They have a lot of fun while rehearsing, regardless of what is racing through my mind. Then I stop and realize- none of this is really about me. This is about the Creche, the St. Leo Center, and all the people in this community who have come together to do something they love-sing. Which brings me to my most recent freak out. As I mentioned yesterday, our group of instrumentalists is a great addition to some of our songs, but there are two in particular which I feel would sound better with only the piano for accompaniment. When I hear something go awry in rehearsal, I immediately think "Ah! What will people think? What if they hate it? What if they complain?" and then I realize, it's not about what I think, its about what my singers feel most comfortable with. I think during our first FULL REHEARSAL tomorrow, I am going to see what falls into place and go with the flow from there. Some things will work themselves out. We can find a compromise so the singers feel comfortable and the band is not put off by my musical suggestions. I'll keep you posted on that progress.
Other highlights of the day included telling Gustavo I will be his Madrina (Godmother). He was a very happy little boy. Great smile, that one. I am hoping to see the sponsor child of a friend of mine back in Norwalk, CT so I can get a picture and bring it home to her. That will be really great! Working on it, I promise!
Today I had to say farewell to Jonathan, one of my Three Stooges! I was very sad, but didn't cry. Unbelievable, right?! He really wanted one of the books we are using in class, so I wrote him a note on the inside cover in Portugese/Spanish and let him have it. Despite my poor attempt at Portugese, I think he got the message.
Tomorrow night we are partying it up at Mareeza's after rehearsal. Definitely looking forward to that! The next 48 hours are going to be a blur, but I am REALLY excited!
Bom Noite.
Love,
Jamie
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