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Music stuff
Jan. 19th, 2007 02:19 amSo, continuing the saga of What I Did Last Weekend with Sally:
Saturday evening, we went out to Mastic (about an hour east of Wantagh) to some friends of hers who were having a "house sing." This involved pot luck supper too - and there was lots of good food. There were people singing when we got there, from the book Rise Up Singing, which I have a copy of somewhere and know much of by heart, so I was able to jump right in, alternating between singing soprano and tenor (my middle range is quite weak, though). Talked to a few people, pulled out my recorder but never actually got around to playing it because I was busy singing; the other person who brought recorders didn't get around to playing his much either. There were three guitar players. I got to be useful almost immediately, guarding the kitchen garbage can while it had no bag in it, while people who knew more about the house than I did went looking for some more garbage bags. Made me feel right at home.
Nice people all around. More than a few computer geeks. Wide variety of musical interests - at least one woman who sings in a Sweet Adelines group; several people who expressed a bit of interest in my soprano saxophone, which I had not brought with me but was still excited about. People who wanted to know how I knew Sally - and many people who told me they were extremely glad I was there to help Sally clean house; apparently, quite a few of her friends worry about her apparent hoarding. I guess I have the edge, since I've known her since forever, and knew her mother, and knew that house when she was little; this makes it possible for me to move stuff around and choose what to throw out and what to keep with more knowledge of the sentiments involved than other people, which is why she would trust me to do it but has never allowed them.
Anyway, besides the stuff from Rise Up Singing there were a few anti-war songs from Tom Lehrer and Phil Ochs. Then I retreated to a relatively unoccupied room so I could rest, and hide, and I wound up chatting with my host, who was doing the same. I think I'll probably pursue staying in touch with my host and hostess, as they seem like people who have interests that have more than a little overlap with mine. And stay in touch with at least one other person, as well, one of the guitar players, who once had a job doing singing telegrams. People to exchange science fiction book references with! To meet up with, perhaps, at cons at some point in the future! (Stuff Sally isn't into.) One can never have too many friends.
Coming up in the world of music: this Saturday evening, we have tickets to a Marine Band concert in Randallstown, and we're hoping![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
sanada can join us for that. And then, the following weekend is the Army Band Tuba-Euphonium Conference! Which is just as wild as any other kind of con, except that most SF cons, for example, do not involve large hunks of brass being toted around. We will get to see more long-distance friends in person there, too!
Saturday evening, we went out to Mastic (about an hour east of Wantagh) to some friends of hers who were having a "house sing." This involved pot luck supper too - and there was lots of good food. There were people singing when we got there, from the book Rise Up Singing, which I have a copy of somewhere and know much of by heart, so I was able to jump right in, alternating between singing soprano and tenor (my middle range is quite weak, though). Talked to a few people, pulled out my recorder but never actually got around to playing it because I was busy singing; the other person who brought recorders didn't get around to playing his much either. There were three guitar players. I got to be useful almost immediately, guarding the kitchen garbage can while it had no bag in it, while people who knew more about the house than I did went looking for some more garbage bags. Made me feel right at home.
Nice people all around. More than a few computer geeks. Wide variety of musical interests - at least one woman who sings in a Sweet Adelines group; several people who expressed a bit of interest in my soprano saxophone, which I had not brought with me but was still excited about. People who wanted to know how I knew Sally - and many people who told me they were extremely glad I was there to help Sally clean house; apparently, quite a few of her friends worry about her apparent hoarding. I guess I have the edge, since I've known her since forever, and knew her mother, and knew that house when she was little; this makes it possible for me to move stuff around and choose what to throw out and what to keep with more knowledge of the sentiments involved than other people, which is why she would trust me to do it but has never allowed them.
Anyway, besides the stuff from Rise Up Singing there were a few anti-war songs from Tom Lehrer and Phil Ochs. Then I retreated to a relatively unoccupied room so I could rest, and hide, and I wound up chatting with my host, who was doing the same. I think I'll probably pursue staying in touch with my host and hostess, as they seem like people who have interests that have more than a little overlap with mine. And stay in touch with at least one other person, as well, one of the guitar players, who once had a job doing singing telegrams. People to exchange science fiction book references with! To meet up with, perhaps, at cons at some point in the future! (Stuff Sally isn't into.) One can never have too many friends.
Coming up in the world of music: this Saturday evening, we have tickets to a Marine Band concert in Randallstown, and we're hoping
sanada can join us for that. And then, the following weekend is the Army Band Tuba-Euphonium Conference! Which is just as wild as any other kind of con, except that most SF cons, for example, do not involve large hunks of brass being toted around. We will get to see more long-distance friends in person there, too!
