Teh Squeaky Wheel
Another fine thread GIF, Mac.
Monday Salutations from Happy Larryville (where we’ll be getting below freezing the next couple of nights; imagine my delight).
Happy Splaturday, Gerbil Nation!
Good morning, Fatwa!
No sub-freezing temperatures here, but we do have a lot of snow on the mountains.
We had our choir concert last night, the major work of which was Vivaldi’s Gloria. It’s a piece most of us have done before and should know well. In a few places, the sopranos decided to create their own tempo. The paid alto soloist got all of her intervals right, but in one movement got off pitch early on -- she was basically a whole step flat the remainder of her solo. We added a few singers from the Long Beach Chorale (a few of our choir members sing in that group). The bass to my right was from that group and has a great voice. For some reason, last night he decided not to wear his glasses during the performance. Yeah, he was singing wrong notes in some places. Oh, well, at least the handbell choir did a fantastic job!
The flat alto must have been a tich cringe-worthy; I’m guessing you can’t ding her on a per-flat-note basis. 👿
Q: If you threw a violist and a soprano off a cliff, which one would hit the ground first?
A: The violist. The soprano would have to stop halfway down to ask directions.
Mrs. Paddy is a soprano, and she agrees.
I presume Mrs. Paddy is not one of “those” sopranos. 🙂
Our gentle Harper had much to say about sopranos, but I am sure she would exclude Mrs. Paddy. fine and gentle lady. I suspect she might agree with the joke, though, in a most gentle and ladylike way, of course.
Harper might have let out a dainty and refined *snogglesnort*. 😉