My spot in the concert line-up is all the way in the back, confirming, I’d thought, that I have a terrible voice and my director wants me as far away as possible. Except I have beautiful singers all around me. On my left, for instance, is an alto who was selected for the “voca me” section, and she has a gorgeous voice. On my right is one of the people I wrote about in Imperfect Harmony.
So, I must rethink my hates-me theory.
Here are a couple of shots from last night’s dress rehearsal.