Long weekend

I have survived yet another concert weekend -- I love the Carmina Burana, it's one of the most fun pieces in the repertoire, but it's long and taxing. I have a love-hate relationship with it, really, largely because there's a good thirty-minute chunk in the middle during which the women don't sing a note, and that's a long time to just stand there.

(Stanford is getting a new music center, and the conductor told us on Friday that the choral area will have seating. That may be the best news I've heard all year.)

But anyway. I do love singing, and performing is a big part of that. But concert weekends are such a drain. I lose so much time to dress rehearsals the week before, and then of course the time spent at the concerts themselves, that it hardly feels like a weekend at all. And coming on the heels of the previous weekend, where I had to work on Saturday... let's just say I'm really glad for the upcoming holiday. Yay for three-day weekends, even though I could probably use more like four or five.

Also, because of the weird performance schedule this year, I have rehearsal tomorrow. Beethoven's Ninth! My classical music icon is finally appropriate!

One definite upside: Carmina is a crowd-pleaser. So we got a really big cheer at the end, especially on Friday. Very gratifying!