For the entire finale of my chorus concert (the finale was the Glee version of Don't Stop Believing) I was singing the wrong damned voice part. If you don't know how chorus shit works, I'll explain. If you do know how chorus shit works, skip to where you see this;
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So, in chorus, there are three voice parts; soprano being the highest, alto being for the lower voiced girls and baritone for the boys. The way my concert was set was altos on the left, baritones in the middle and sopranos on the right.
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I'm a short alto, so I was the farthest right an alto could be, right next to the baritones and in the very front. In the finale, however, my grade was singing with the grade above us so there wasn't any room on the risers. To make a long story short, all of my grade was on the floor in front of the risers on the stage.Being the confused edgy kid that I am, I somehow, accidentally led a line of altos in front of all the baritones. I was literally front and center.
Here comes the even worse part.
With all the strong singing baritones (I'm looking at you, Justice) I was in front of, all I could hear was the lower singing. Because of this, I thought I was singing the wrong notes so, logically, I matched my voice with theirs.
After the concert, I was standing with who I mentioned earlier, Justice, humming to myself the harmonies I was ment to sing in don't stop believing. Then it hit me, I was humming something completely different to what I sang.
That was the disaster of my chorus concert...
So as I muster up the courage to press that Publish button...
I bid to you,
dear reader,
farewell.
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