Yamaraashi-chan's big day
Mar. 11th, 2007 10:33 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
elfsWhat do I do with beautiful bread that's over a day old? Turn it into french toast, that's what, with an egg, milk, sugar and cinnamon. The three of us had breakfast and did chores, and when one o'clock rolled around (and we'd tinkered with every damn clock in the house) we all drove into Seattle to attend the 2pm symphony.
Why? Because Yamaraashi-chan was singing in it. She and the rest of the KidSounds Chorus provided the "youthful voices" part to the third act of Carl Orff's Carmina Burana, "The Court of Love." They sang lines like:
They sang the Latin part so the text didn't have all that much interest to them.
Before we got to Carmina Burana, however, we had to sit through Symphany Number 3 for Organ, by Camille Saint-Saens. I would have enjoyed it on its own, but Kouryou-chan was very restless. Asking a little girl like her to sit still for a whole hour was tough. She managed. The concert itself was very illuminating; I haven't watched a full orchestra in years. Omaha commented that the horns seemed to be missing their cues, and I thought that the third violins were a bit off-key.
I have a much deeper appreciation for Carmina Burana now that I've watched it performed live. The soloists were pretty good, although Kouryou-chan couldn't stand the soprano. The tenor who sang "The Roast Swan", though, was fabulous; he sang without his book in hand, instead making gestures with his hands and expressions with his eyes that made the audience laugh, as they're supposed to for that part of the concert. I joked that his publicity photo made him look like a young Palpitane, and then Omaha pointed out to me that his biography states he did work for the Star Wars III soundtrack. Hmm. In person he was much more personable.
I couldn't even see Yamaraashi-chan for the children's choir. We were down low and to the front, so the piano blocked our view. Omaha thought she saw one of the kids fall down, faint from the heat, noise, and stress I imagine. But the rest of them did very well, and were much more in time than, say, the pianists, who like the horns seemed to be behind a half-beat or so.
After the concert, we found Yamaraashi-chan in the lobby. I was so proud of her. She stood up and did her part, I've been listening to her practice and rehearse (so much sometimes it drives Omaha and I crazy and we tell her, "go downstairs if you want to practice singing!" She seemed really happy with her own performance.
Omaha and I delivered her back to her mother, good as new, then struggled with the car to get out of the concert hall: damn, that place is slow to empty. We returned home in time for me to make dinner, which was old-fashioned tuna noodle casserole, turning the last of my bread, the heels, into the toasted breadcrumb topping.
A good day, and I hope Yamaraashi-chan has a valuable memory to last her a long time. That was very cool, her performing in the biggest and best concert hall in Pacific Northwest, and she did a great job.
Why? Because Yamaraashi-chan was singing in it. She and the rest of the KidSounds Chorus provided the "youthful voices" part to the third act of Carl Orff's Carmina Burana, "The Court of Love." They sang lines like:
| Oh, oh, oh, totus floreo iam amore viginali totus ardeo novus, novus amor est, quo pereo | Oh! Oh! Oh! I am bursting out all over! I am burning all over with first love! New, new love is what I am dying of! |
Before we got to Carmina Burana, however, we had to sit through Symphany Number 3 for Organ, by Camille Saint-Saens. I would have enjoyed it on its own, but Kouryou-chan was very restless. Asking a little girl like her to sit still for a whole hour was tough. She managed. The concert itself was very illuminating; I haven't watched a full orchestra in years. Omaha commented that the horns seemed to be missing their cues, and I thought that the third violins were a bit off-key.
I have a much deeper appreciation for Carmina Burana now that I've watched it performed live. The soloists were pretty good, although Kouryou-chan couldn't stand the soprano. The tenor who sang "The Roast Swan", though, was fabulous; he sang without his book in hand, instead making gestures with his hands and expressions with his eyes that made the audience laugh, as they're supposed to for that part of the concert. I joked that his publicity photo made him look like a young Palpitane, and then Omaha pointed out to me that his biography states he did work for the Star Wars III soundtrack. Hmm. In person he was much more personable.
I couldn't even see Yamaraashi-chan for the children's choir. We were down low and to the front, so the piano blocked our view. Omaha thought she saw one of the kids fall down, faint from the heat, noise, and stress I imagine. But the rest of them did very well, and were much more in time than, say, the pianists, who like the horns seemed to be behind a half-beat or so.
After the concert, we found Yamaraashi-chan in the lobby. I was so proud of her. She stood up and did her part, I've been listening to her practice and rehearse (so much sometimes it drives Omaha and I crazy and we tell her, "go downstairs if you want to practice singing!" She seemed really happy with her own performance.
Omaha and I delivered her back to her mother, good as new, then struggled with the car to get out of the concert hall: damn, that place is slow to empty. We returned home in time for me to make dinner, which was old-fashioned tuna noodle casserole, turning the last of my bread, the heels, into the toasted breadcrumb topping.
A good day, and I hope Yamaraashi-chan has a valuable memory to last her a long time. That was very cool, her performing in the biggest and best concert hall in Pacific Northwest, and she did a great job.
