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Date: 19 October 2004 22:14:50
as one does sang an arpeggio, and to my utter flabberghastation (to coin a phrase) this rather lovely sound came out. Not at all the strangled squeak I was expecting, especially as we were practising getting resonance into our singing. As this apparently involves singing forward into the upper palate whilst simultaneously resting the tongue lightly behind the lower teeth (tricky for me as my lower teeth are crowded) I was anticipating either choking or sending a huge gobbet of spit flying into the face of our teacher. Instead. well...my voice...resonated. And not a hint of the wobbles about singing in front of the others. So, no matter if the neighbours can hear me through the open window. What care I if the cat streaks away upstairs and the dog retreats to his bed; there'll be no stopping me now. Who knows, by Christmas I might even be able to cope with the twiddly bits in 'Ding Dong Merrily'. (Hint - looking at the conducter's dangly Christmas earrings helps you hit those high notes a treat):D
The blame for the second 'flabberghastation' of the day falls fairly and squarely on the shoulders of a certain person's succinct and erudite summing up of a certain report. ; * I was most impressed - as was another person who mailed to thank me for passing it on to them. Only I hadn't and spent all of ten minutes in a cold sweat wondering if I'd pressed the wrong button and inadvertently sent it out to how shall I put it... persons whose theological leanings might just possibly be of a less liberal bent than yours truly. Given the area I'm in, substitute 'definitely' for 'possibly.' Luckily, another e-mail revealed the missing link; I breathed again, and put the sweats down to pre menopausal hormonal activity.
* Do I get brownie points for pushing the wibsite? ;)