As previously mentioned, this year I’m involved in 14 Christmas concerts. Now, you may not have had the pleasure of doing the same concert over and over and over, sometimes twice in one day, so you may have wondered, “What do those people think about while they’re sitting up there?”
Actually, that question probably never crossed your mind, but I’m going to tell you anyway. Consider it a public service.
The first few concerts take some pretty serious concentration, but as the days turn into weeks, one’s mind has a tendency to occasionally wander. This is not such a good thing from a musical perspective, but more often than not the wandering occurs when someone else is performing, so it’s not as bad as it might be. Usually.
Anyway, here’s a little peek into the mind of a singer (not just mine, I polled a couple of people) during the umpteenth performance:
Oh look at those wee little boys in top hats and tuxes, aren’t they adorable?
Yikes, I’m not on the same pitch as the woman next to me. Am I wrong or is she?
I wonder if the bald percussionist polishes his head? He’s much shinier than the other bald guys in the orchestra.
“Follow me in merry measure…” What exactly constitutes a “merry” measure, I wonder?
Oh good, she’s a soprano, we’re not supposed to be on the same note.
Ava [our soloist] has such lovely, floaty top notes. Nice dress, too. If I were a soloist at a Christmas concert, wonder what I’d wear? Are there stores that specialize in soloist wear?
I love it when the organ makes my ribs vibrate.
“I would my true love would so chance to see the legend of my play…” Honey, if that’s the way you talk to your true love it’s no wonder the poor guy doesn’t have a clue. That probably explains why you got a partridge in a pear tree for Christmas.
Intermission! Time to go get my candy cane from Santa.
The children’s chorus has been sweating like little pigs in those same wool sweaters for weeks now. Glad I’m out of smell range. Bless their little hearts. Wonder if any of them will faceplant tonight? (We’ve had a couple drop in their tracks but no serious injuries, thank God.)
How many times do we shout “Yes!” in this song? Wonder how many different ways can I shout “Yes!” this time?
The kids do that “Mr. Santa” song so well, and the choreography is cute, too. Wonder what it looks like from the front?
Seriously? Is that woman breastfeeding her baby during the concert in her seat in the audience? SERIOUSLY?
Awww, there are wee little girls in red dresses with white capes. Maybe we can get them together with the little tux & top hat boys for a picture.
I DO appreciate Ava’s rendition of Luke 2; it’s so nice to hear someone tell the Christmas story like a story and not like they’re reciting a grocery list.
Oh, that’s a merry measure! (“Songs in the Air” measure 114)
I wonder if my toes are still down there? I can’t feel them anymore but surely they’re still attached…
HOW many more of these are we doing?
The second violinist’s bow has blinking Christmas lights! That’s awesome.
What a great audience! Thanks for the applause and all the smiling faces. See you next year!