December 4, 2025

Cold. Gray. Going over music for the Christmas show, realizing that there are two pieces I have never, ever, even once in my life, looked at. Perhaps on a day I missed? The rest of the story is that both those pieces are bad– one unnecessary, one idiotic. I have insufficient pull on the committee to stop the inclusion of pieces that “fit” but which are nevertheless awful. Why do we spend time singing trash? That is my constant– though sometimes muffled– cry.