In between WGTD, a “Side by Side by Sondheim” planning meeting at the RTG, and singing for an afternoon wedding at Holy Communion I got to spend a couple hours today at Lens Crafters, getting new glasses. Actually, I only got new lenses. I like my current frames, and it’s interesting how spending $4.05 per
I knew the craziness of the last few days would catch up with me, but I sort of hoped it would happen maybe in the privacy of the bathroom where, in a moment of mental exhaustion, I put shampoo on my toothbrush instead of toothpaste . . . but no, it caught up with me
Well, it was two long, draining, but ultimately inspiring days devoted to voice juries. . . and nothing could be a clearer demonstration of how much Carthage’s music program has grown than to look at the standard of juries now versus 17 years ago when I started teaching here. Back then, in the Stone Age,
I have to tell you about a really remarkable moment which occurred at Carthage yesterday morning. It involved our soon-to- depart part-time voice teacher, Nancy Henninger, who will soon be relocating to Prague in the Czech Republic. Nancy told the rest of the voice faculty that she would be here to listen to the first
Sunday was a llllllllllllllllllllllooooooooooonnnnnnnggggggggg day for me. . . stretching from church in the morning to evening rehearsals for juries that lasted until 11:04 p.m. - (and I had to sign up at the station Monday morning.) What made it a super day in the end was the pleasure of being part of the Honor
This weekend has been packed to the brim - with the end of the last week of classes at Carthage, three solo recitals including Bryan Chung’s - the Honors Recital Sunday afternoon, for which I’m playing for four people - my folk service is being done at church this morning - and oh yeah, it
Friday night was the senior voice recital of one of my students, Bryan Chung, and it was one of those occasions which a voice teacher never forgets. Some triumphs seem sort of pre-destined / never-in-doubt / according-to-the- script. This was just the opposite: a triumph which was hard fought and very much in doubt right
Kate Barrow called me the other day to leave the message that they had a beautiful little robin’s nest in their front yard with three eggs in it - and she thought I might enjoy snapping a few pictures of it. And she was right! So I stopped by their one morning this past week,
I’m pretty sure it didn’t occur to very many people in the Carthage Choir - because it didn’t really occur to me until later - that yesterday’s rehearsal was basically the last official rehearsal of the Carthage Choir under Mr. Noble. True, there will be a short rehearsal of sorts in the TARC the day
As far as I know, I’m going to be a college professor for years to come, but I suspect that I will never get completely comfortable with the idea of being officially evaluated by my students. It has to happen, I know- It should happen, I know. But it feels so weird to suddenly be
