HIGH SCHOOL CHOIR
Could anything get more dorky than high school choir? Band, maybe. I doubt it. What's even worse...I LOVED it. Some of my very favorite high school memories involve my time in choir. I was in Madrigals...it was our audition only all acapella choir. I never consider my self a good singer. I can stay on tune, but I certainly don't have a good solo or pop voice. (Which is what is really keeping me from auditioning for American Idol.) I do best when I keep it low key and try to blend in. I'm always surprised I made Madrigals. My junior year, even. I suppose that's what makes a good choir...voices that blend rather than a bunch of solo voices. The one thing I do have going for me, however, is that I'm pretty good at reading music. A combination of these things somehow got me into this choir.
My junior year, we were actually pretty good. We traveled to Washington DC for a national competition and took second place to a performing arts school. My brother Mike was in it this year, too. It's always fun for me that we got to share some of these memories. Senior year...not as good. It was all about fun for me that year. I was even voted in as Madrigal President. That's right, leader of the dorks. Could I be any more awesome? Yet, I still loved. I'll share pictures of choir trips for other Flashback Fridays, but today, I'm just introducing you to my choir.
The funny thing was, I never had any intention of being such a dork. Way back in junior high, I started out taking a regular elective and hated it. I had some friends in choir who talked me in to joining for the "easy A." So half way through the year, I became a choir geek. We had one of those incredibly dorky teachers that every junior high kid loved. I laughed at all his lame jokes. I had a good time but still had no intention of pursuing choir. Remember...I didn't think I was any good. One day the high school choir director came to audition the 8th graders for treble ensemble the next year. Erin and Krista talked me into it. Sure. Why not. It got me out of class for a good 15 minutes. The three of us auditioned together. We all made it. The rest is history. Do you remember that Erin?
By the way...These dresses weren't even cool when I wore them. They had these same dresses for I don't know how many years...far too long. No matter how much we tried to talk the choir director out of them, he insisted.
I know I had my occasional breakouts, but I don't really remember being a zit face in high school. So either this was on of those occasional breakouts, or I was a way bigger zit face than I remember.
Just for fun, I thought I'd include one of Spencer's high school choir pictures. That's right, Spencer was a choir geek, too. Our kids are doomed. He's on the left...back row...six people in. I think. My favorite part of this picture is that it says "California Music Fantasy" at the bottom. Hilarious.
I tried to get my choir Cd to play on my blog, but I couldn't figure it out fast enough. Maybe I'll try again this afternoon when I have more time.