Sunday, August 8, 2021

 

August 5, 2021

Paranoia about Covid led to AGMC’s rehearsing on the church lawn. At first I was infuriated by all the fussing and bothering, hauling benches and arranging things just so (If you’re that freaked out, just cancel) but in the end it turned our rather sweetly. We had an audience, who will probably remember us as a lovely accident of their travels through the South. Most of our music at this point is not what I want to sing. I say “at this point” knowing that the point will likely spread into a vast and enduring future.


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