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Saturday, September 11, 2010


The past couple of years, Em's choir concerts have featured girls who sang and boys who grunted in a monotone while appearing mortified that someone might actually hear them or even see them on the stage.

So when Em enrolled in Trouble Choir, which is made up entirely of girls, I thought, What a brilliant idea.

But of course the Trouble Choir wasn't the whole show, this was the whole choral music program, what they've been able to work up after seven whole rehearsals. And, no kidding, it was the best choir concert I've ever been to.

Bar none, ever.

Including the boys. I don't know how much of it is the difference in choir teachers, the guy Em has now that she's at the high school really seems to know how to get the kids to turn loose and perform. He also seems to understand how to not pick material guaranteed to turn any teenager off. Some of it, I'm sure, is that the boys are older, but what, a year in some cases? It doesn't seem like 12 months of age could make this much difference.

Because it's shooting a bullet versus throwing one.

And then, of course, came dessert.

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