Ryan and Amanda’s choir teacher is good, but wound a little tightly if you know what I mean. Ryan was telling me tales of choir this evening where he was shushed in practice for “beat boxing” during a number that just begged for a snare and a light cymbal. He just feels it.
He also told me that sometimes during drills he sings the note just flat and the director stops the group and asks for just the men. Again he sings flat. When she asks the basses to sing (Ryan’s group) he sings on pitch so she deduces that it must be the tenors and chastises them. Ryan smiles. It’s like the “Messin’ with Sasquatch” series.
Amanda overheard him telling the story and gasped, “That was you?! I’m telling!”
Curses. Foiled again. Choir might not be as much fun for him next year.
1 comment:
Don't know why I'm laughing at this because I would totally be annoyed if I was in Ryan's choir. Something about it just made me giggle - maybe I was thinking about how that would annoy an over zealous choir member in my ward. Does Ryan want to come sing in my ward choir?
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