I have to start giving my journals more interesting titles. Even if they have nothing to do with the subject matter. That one does, though. I love chorus so so so much, it's fantastic and we sound so great and it's such a great chance from my previous chorus and I just love it so much! I'm singing tenor ^^ and it's really fun, the tenor section is almost entirely female. Hehe. I have an excuse to drop down waaaaay early in warmups. It's really happy. And now that I'm out of alto-hood, I might actually get a melody once in a while now! :D I mean, some of the notes are a tad of a stretch because I'm not actually, y'know, male (like that one class where I had to sing low Eb for an entire period. OW.) But most of them are totally reachable. And there's a really awesome, hot, confident, talented, quirky queergender girl in tenors with me. She's a year above me, she is THE tenor (THE female tenor, no less), and I may be crushing on her a little..... but I get vibes that I annoy her and she doesn't like me. Damn. I wouldn't actually try to date her, it'd just be nice to be friends. Ugh. I'll give it time, I guess. For her and for the rest of the section--I know all their names but I doubt they know who I am. I led us for warm-ups today and I think one of them threw me off, and I got all fucked up and I think hot girl got pissed at me. Because she's a superior female tenor (her range is actually ridiculous), and so I compare myself to her (and she prolly does too) and... yeah. My range isn't as big. It's sad. I kind of follow her lead now as to when to drop the octave in stuff, and I feel inferior when I haven't dropped the octave...
But enough of my tenor insecurities! To get to the title: we're singing this madrigal. It's cool. But....
IT'S IN MULTIPLE KEYS.
I don't mean there are key changes.
I mean, THERE ARE MULTIPLE KEYS.
As in, THE SOPRANOS HAVE A DIFFERENT 'DO' FROM EVERYONE ELSE.
And IT'S FRICKIN' CONFUSING!!!!
Other than that, I've been stuck on these damn Hitler notes for ages. It's scary reading him, I get chills. It's horrifying. And I have to wake up early for Jazz rehearsal tomorrow, so Imma go finish that nowwwwwww… and hope my mom stops being really really really annoying as she is. Cheers, night all!