:: Purposeful Death Overhead ::

So recently (within the last few days) I've really been bitched out at...shall we say....two nun T's). As sopranos I realize we're all territorial, and all want the high note. Its funny, i realize this sounds like a completely awful and pointless thing to be arguing about, but if you're a soprano, you know exactly what I mean. Anyway, the two T's come up to me and tell there are too many people on ze high notes. I tell them, politely of course, that thank you, I realize that, and I am one of those people. They didn't understand this at first, but then promply began asking "sweetly" that I not sing those notes as there are too many singers....blah, blah, etc. I "sweetly" anwser that if they don't want three people on the high part, one of them can step down. Apparently that proposal was not greeted with enthousiasm.

It's quite simple desire really - the high notes are ooh'd and aahh'd at, and they have more of a part than I do. Lend me a moment of sunshine. Or possibly candlelight in our case.

Those two go to none other than Saul, by whom im soon confronted. He gives some stuff about how they were chosen by Saladega (.....no....) . Whatever. No point in arguing. From what i've learned: listen, nod, and then do whatever the hell you want. :)

:: Alina 12:58 AM Comments: Post a Comment