Thursday, May 22, 2008


...And the solo is mine!

Nobody said anything and the rehearsal went on. When it was time to sing the solo, I was there, ready, rough and able. With some punctual instructions from the director afterwards and a brief compliment, a cheering gesture from Carmen, and an appointment with the choir's vocal coach tomorrow evening, it's pretty clear I'm the Primo Uomo this time.

I'll bet the Blues are over for now. It's time for some Baroque!