Wait... I have a blog!?

While reading one of my favorite blogs Alice in Ayurvedaland, it struck me -

Didn't I once start a blog?

The truth is I had started two. Since the first one was started in 2004/5 when I was working at a local bank in CT and was "cleverly" named Die Volksbankerin, I gave that one up (you're welcome, German ladybankers).

I'm wondering, though, if I might be able to keep up with this one. If only for myself, I'm going to issue myself a challenge to write a post every other week (gotta start out slow), more if the mood strikes. Topics to include what projects I'm working on, the music I'm listening to/concerts I'm going to, general musings on career - who knows. I'm curious to see whether blogging might help focus my often cluttered mind.

So here goes nothing...

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Wake up! It's choir time!

As summer is winding down, do not be alarmed if your singer friends actually offer to pay for lunch. Church choirs are coming off hiatus, and singers across NYC are singing a brighter tune (think Daddy Warbucks' "Something Was Missing"). After months of hardship (Starbucks surely felt the hit), the prospect of half-full coffers have NYC's singing worker bees all aflutter. Just don't go too crazy friends - June is only nine months away!

I myself am looking forward to this season. Kyle Babin, organist-director extraordinaire, has planned quite a nice fall/winter for us. Highlights include a veritable hit-parade Advent Lessons & Carols service on December 2 and a Christmas Eve anchored by Mozart's Missa Brevis in D. Come visit us at Christ Church Manhasset (www.christchurchmanhasset.org).

Also look for me amid the billowing incense at St. Mary the Virgin (www.stmvirgin.org) at several feast day services. Robert McCormick always chooses the most exciting repertoire, so go and go often.

Benvenuto!

Welcome to my music space. I hope to make this blog a place for me to journal about my life as a singer, about concerts I sing and hear, as well as a place to write about interesting music-related topics as the mood strikes. Please feel free to respond, argue, send in your own musings; I’m equal opportunity.