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Crockster the Star
Monday, November 7th, 2005 01:45 pmHere in Glasgow, Crocky was lucky* enough to be able to join the Chapel Choir, and they have been performing the morning service in the University Chapel this morning - which had been broadcasted on BBC 4 LW and which is online for all the world to hear here.
I am so exited!! I think it is even possible to spot her: she is one of the two people who can pronounce the words in the Mendelssohn correctly.
Do listen to it!
The choir is really, really good. You should have heard their rendering of the Durufle Requiem last Saturday. Absolutely brilliant. I wish they'd have recorded that one, it was really, really good.
Apart from that - am adding finishing touches to my lab report right now. Am bored. Mental rotation sucks. Officially sucks. It is the most boring topic to deal with ever, everything has been said about it in the early seventies - at least enough to satisfy my interest. Borinkkk. My little seraphim is sitting a few computers further down.
* That, at least, is her description. In truth, it was sheer talent and had nothing whatsoever to do with luck - not even remotely. I had the same "I've been so lucky"-talk when she managed to get into the orchestra when they only needed one trombone and there had been what, four other eager, "really good, far better than I am"-trombonists? The gal is just friggin' good. And far too modest.
I am so exited!! I think it is even possible to spot her: she is one of the two people who can pronounce the words in the Mendelssohn correctly.
Do listen to it!
The choir is really, really good. You should have heard their rendering of the Durufle Requiem last Saturday. Absolutely brilliant. I wish they'd have recorded that one, it was really, really good.
Apart from that - am adding finishing touches to my lab report right now. Am bored. Mental rotation sucks. Officially sucks. It is the most boring topic to deal with ever, everything has been said about it in the early seventies - at least enough to satisfy my interest. Borinkkk. My little seraphim is sitting a few computers further down.
* That, at least, is her description. In truth, it was sheer talent and had nothing whatsoever to do with luck - not even remotely. I had the same "I've been so lucky"-talk when she managed to get into the orchestra when they only needed one trombone and there had been what, four other eager, "really good, far better than I am"-trombonists? The gal is just friggin' good. And far too modest.
