This morning I played piano for Megan's chorus at her church. We did The Precious Blood. I was happy, because I learned that piece for school. It was the one that convinced me that learning to read music might actually be a good thing and chords are not always the answer.
And even though I goofed a few times and the girls made it suuuuper slow, it still was received very well.
Then there was the CYMA leaders' debrief, but that is unrelated.
THEN I went into one of the upstairs rooms at church and continued teaching myself Eet. Before you ask-
- yes it is Regina Spektor,
- no it is not easy,
- yes it is in C# major,
- no I do not like to abandon a project once started, and
- yes I do rue the day I decided to start it.
It wants me to stretch the fingers on one hand more than an octave! I have little hands, okay?!
Then there was practice for the evening service at church. My church. hehe. And, before you ask-
- yes it was fun,
- no I did not know more than 4 of the songs,
- yes I can fake it pretty well,
- no I could not hear myself,
- yes Mr Phil is one of my new favorite people,
- and no I do not mind if people know that. OKAY?! :P
I like those people.
Now I am at home listening to more music and wishing that I had had more initiative when I was younger and had time to learn all these cool instruments... it seems as I get older there is hardly anything to learn for which I have both opportunity and drive. So I must amend that, somehow. I can cut stuff out. Like sleep.
Kathryne
PS- give way to the coral >:)
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