||[Oct. 24th, 2008|10:55 pm]
So, we had a performance last Sunday. The idea was to get in front of a small crowd that included five judges, sing four songs, and get points/criticism later.|
The week started on Saturday morning, when we had a last-minute rehearsal. <rant>I got a rare opportunity to see what 9AM on a Saturday looks like</rant>. Since Jeanne had two groups in the festival, we shared some of the rehearsal with them (we also used the building they usually use). They were absolutely wonderful (great acapella work), and we were pretty good as well, though we were down our most important soprano.
Saturday evening, I got a call inviting me to some party. Knowing I'd have to change for the performance and for the party, I packed a suitcase with clothes, shoes, and a bag for the store where I planned to stop on the way.
My parents flew in from Spain early Sunday morning, and I called to invite them to the performance. They didn't make it, though they really wanted to.
Sunday afternoon I was picked up in Kfar-Sava, and we went to where the performance was going to be. Both of the groups did some last-minute rehearsing, and went on stage. The performances were on a very tight schedule (one-hour rounds, fifteen minutes per group for singing four songs and getting on and off stage, with no time budgeted for talking or for people entering and leaving between rounds), so we were over an hour late. There was some "behind-the-scenes" fun, only it was all in the audience while listening to the groups that came before us.
We got up when the group before us started performing (mostly because we thought it was our turn), so Jeanne took us outside for last-minute rehearsing. Then we performed (on fire, baby!), waited for the end of our round and left. A friend from work was there, so we went back to work together.
Evening, party. Unfortunately, due to work and to (lack of) buses, I had to leave early. About the time I got home, Jeanne sent out an email saying we were great and she hopes we'll get the results soon. If only she knew...
Monday - half day at work, then home. Dinner with the parents, and then I went out with a friend in the evening, and at 11PM got a call from another member of our group: We came in second, the other group came in first, and we're to go back for a repeat performance (only two songs this time) on Tuesday (balance afternoon, performance evening). So my parents got a chance to watch me after all.
I saw a few groups on both Sunday and Tuesday, and all of them were better on Sunday. I think this comes from a combination of lack of preparation (our programme for Tuesday was decided on Tuesday morning) and the formal-ness of the second performance (Sunday was a small theater and no mikes, Tuesday was a real thing that people bought tickets for). I think the event's coordinators could do a lot better (for example, at the beginning they gave the conductors diplomas; the conductors had to get on stage to get them, and we had to wait for a pretty long time), but all in all it was fun.