Friday, May 05, 2006
my shoulder muscles are tense
three days ago i was asked to play the piano for a confirmation mass for this saturday. music-depraved and starved, i immediately said yes, especially when i was told i would be paid. *ching ching!*
two days ago i had rehearsal with the main cantor, a wonderful latino priest with a baritone voice. it was my first time to see the entire line up. after months of not playing the piano, my fingers felt like leaden chopsticks on the keyboard. something akin to panic crept into my bones. bugger.
yesterday i drove to the american college and practised in the beautiful stone chapel, alone with my thoughts, the piano books, soft golden light, and that newly tuned yamaha piano that made playing bliss. it was easier for me to remember how to roll my fingers to prevent the tension from building in my shoulders. time flew by too quickly and i had to rush home so i could make it to my appointment with my paradontologist, the gingiva-bone monster from hell.
today i practised while a host of seminarians puttered about the place, mopping the floors, arranging chairs, singing along with my playing from time to time. edmon stood by me, just within my peripheral vision, distracting me vastly. i couldn't see the notes nor hear myself play. everything else crowded out my concentration and the muscle in my right shoulder blade started to throb. wanker!
the confirmation mass is tomorrow in waterloo and i feel completely unprepared for it. i want to play confidently --- and i also want to play the notes laid out for the songs. but at the rate i'm going, i will not be able to! *crosses self*
at least i have the pay and sumptious dinner to look forward to. sweet consolation.
two days ago i had rehearsal with the main cantor, a wonderful latino priest with a baritone voice. it was my first time to see the entire line up. after months of not playing the piano, my fingers felt like leaden chopsticks on the keyboard. something akin to panic crept into my bones. bugger.
yesterday i drove to the american college and practised in the beautiful stone chapel, alone with my thoughts, the piano books, soft golden light, and that newly tuned yamaha piano that made playing bliss. it was easier for me to remember how to roll my fingers to prevent the tension from building in my shoulders. time flew by too quickly and i had to rush home so i could make it to my appointment with my paradontologist, the gingiva-bone monster from hell.
today i practised while a host of seminarians puttered about the place, mopping the floors, arranging chairs, singing along with my playing from time to time. edmon stood by me, just within my peripheral vision, distracting me vastly. i couldn't see the notes nor hear myself play. everything else crowded out my concentration and the muscle in my right shoulder blade started to throb. wanker!
the confirmation mass is tomorrow in waterloo and i feel completely unprepared for it. i want to play confidently --- and i also want to play the notes laid out for the songs. but at the rate i'm going, i will not be able to! *crosses self*
at least i have the pay and sumptious dinner to look forward to. sweet consolation.
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hey cerridwen... it actually turned out swell. several of the parishioners approached me after the mass and told me that i played the piano very well and that i had a pretty voice =) that means they heard me singing second voice to fr kevin's booming baritone.
then i had sumptuous dinner with them at this classy restaurant, from aperitifs to dessert and coffee. what a gastronomic delight, made even more enjoyable by the presence of those funny american priests and seminarians, especially the bishop and rector who all wanted to carry kimi. they even called him "the baby jesus" =)
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then i had sumptuous dinner with them at this classy restaurant, from aperitifs to dessert and coffee. what a gastronomic delight, made even more enjoyable by the presence of those funny american priests and seminarians, especially the bishop and rector who all wanted to carry kimi. they even called him "the baby jesus" =)
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