::twitches nervously::

right. have just painted my nails cherry red. mmpretty.

will not help the vaughan williams go any more smoothly, unfortunately. maybe it will... maybe my shiny nails will attract their eyes and they'll frickin look up at me once or twice.

i'm nervous. but there's nothing for it now. a run through and then we're on. so i should go make myself look pretty. see some of you there! ::kisses::

and to everyone else - rejoice for my psycho-stressed babble is coming to an end! i shall be moving on to different sorts of babble now.

today's theme: old english carols in new settings. we'll sing: personent hodie, coventry carol, how far is it to behtlehem, the fantasia on christmas carols, candlelight carol, and joy to the world.

good luck vibes will be absorbed and appreciated. *g*

mangi fii... still

well. that's over then. a little post performance let down just now. not let down in the sense of disappointment, but in the sense of being in a high place and then being gently placed back down in a lower place.

it went well. miraculously well. they did that annoying and wonderful things choirs do where they all of sudden process everything you've been saying to them for the past 3 months, hold their heads up and shine. it was not flawless, but it held together, and well. i'm happy. i'm proud. i'm frickin tired.

the response from the congregation, minister, family, friends etc was also extremely positive. ::breathe:: such sweet relief.

but my brain's not really my own yet. i'm in the decompressing state. i feel like this is something performers understand and nonperformers don't really get. (well, some, not all) that and the general importance of performing... and feedback and... oh. hm. just got something about writing. i suddenly want to kiss the feet of everyone i've never written feedback for. hmm. will further ponder this when i have my brain back.