November 21, 2024

Cold, but not cold enough to kill the flowers just yet.

Long but somehow not irritating rehearsal last night. Maestro is Serbian (or something) and his body language does not always communicate. Learned new things about familiar music. For once the orchestra had more problems than the chorus. 

AVLGMC rehearsal beleaguered, surprisingly good. The Whitacre has a contra B. I rejoice in it.