Probably time for another one of these. I'm kind of on a sleep-deprived, choral-music-induced high right now. I just took ("experienced" is probably a better word) the final for 533, a graduate class in BYU's choral conducting program that I really shouldn't be allowed to take. (I'm not technically in the program at the moment.) But I took this final, preparing for which should have stressed me out, you know, conducting for Dr. Staheli in his office... But I loved it. I stayed up all night digging into the music, trying to make it part of me. I'm sure I'm not there yet, but I think I did ok, for the final.
So I really think that I've found something that is a right fit for me, with choral music. I'm not tired of it! I'm just getting started! I'm not second-guessing the decision to go in this direction! Yesterday I picked up two very heavy boxes full of 19th and 20th century choral music for the choral lit class I'm taking this fall, and oh the flutters and paroxysms of joy it caused in my tummy! Almost 300 pieces of mostly new music I've never seen before. So much music to ingest and digest and expand my brain with.
And such a fundamental way to make music. That must be the thing that appeals to me the most. I feel like I've gotten to the bottom of the musical experience. Learning to use the instrument God gave you, and learning to make it blend with other voices. So much of life is summed up in that description, don't you think?
Yup, I'm just getting started.
