Showing posts with label Prince Andrew Chorus. Show all posts
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Monday, April 28, 2014

A to Z Blog Challenge -- X is for our Xanadu Pleasuredome Travelling Sisterhood of Forever Friends



Welcome to Day 24 of this year's A to Z Blog Challenge where --
   

  
X is for our Xanadu Pleasuredome Travelling Sisterhood of Forever Friends


In the 13th century, Mongol ruler Kublai Khan held court at a summer palace in Xanadu, the Mongolian name for modern-day Dolon Nor. When Marco Polo wrote about his visit to Xanadu, he mentioned the "Palace built of cane...It is gilt all over, and most elaborately finished inside...The construction of the Palace is so devised that it can be taken down and put up again with great celerity." 


Fast forward six centuries, and poet Samuel Taylor Coleridge based his Romantic-era unfinished piece Kubla Khan, or A Vision in a Dream, A Fragment upon Samuel Purchas' account of Xanadu, itself based upon Marco Polo's writings:



"In Xanadu did Kubla Khan
A stately pleasuredome decree"


In modern-day popular culture, Xanadu is synonymous with Utopian splendour. Knowing that the original palace in Kublai Khan's Xanadu was a temporary construction to house his court brings me to my high school friends Dawn, Maureen and Shelley, and our four-decades-long friendship.



photo by Maureen Kemp


We met in the late 1970s when we all sang in our high school choir. At that time, our student population was large enough to require a row of portable classrooms running alongside the back of the main building, including our beloved music portable where we basically spent all of our time.

This is a shot of a typical gathering of music students enjoying some early summer sunshine just outside the portable, likely during our lunch break. The four of us are in the top right of the shot: In red, Mark, then Alanna, Shelley, Maureen, Dawn and me.



photo by Maureen Kemp


Even the portable is now dismantled. Our creative haven, where we rehearsed for choir performances and musicals, attended music classes and chilled out if the space was free is now an empty spot of asphalt behind the high school.

L to R, above: Dawn, Alanna, Michael (standing,) Mark (seated,) me and Shelley




Yet the bonds we forged during those years held us close, through those initial flying-the-nest university years when we scattered across North America, when our trips home at holiday times meant the first of our travelling pleasuredome constructions.

In picture above: Maureen at left, middle row / Shelley at center, bottom row / me beside Shelley, second from right, bottom row

Just like the Kublai Khan's transportable summer palace, we made our joys whenever we found ourselves together at a crossroads in our various life paths.

Through many moves to many cities between the four of us, now settled into two of us on the east coast (Shelley and myself) and two on the west coast (Dawn and Maureen,) we've nevertheless managed to attend each other's weddings whenever possible, welcome children and celebrate many life milestones together. 

Something that we do every now and then is organize a Girls' Overnight if we all four happen to be in the same place at the same time.






photos by Maureen Kemp


This was one of those overnights at a Halifax hotel. They always begin with a dinner out at a restaurant where we catch up and talk and laugh.



photo by Maureen Kemp


Toasting to our Xanadu with my former dance partner Dawn.




L to R: Dawn, me and Alanna in a can-can performance at the end-of-the-year variety show the music students used to produce ourselves, June 1981




Nowadays, the kids are starting to graduate university. That's me sitting beside Maureen's daughter at one of the get-together dinners, also including Shelley's longtime friend Krista.



photo by Maureen Kemp


This year we've been celebrating 50th birthdays. Happy Birthday, Shelley!




And last year, a 50th anniversary with Dawn's parents.




When I launched my debut novel in 2011, Shelley was there to celebrate with me. It's now been re-launched as Vampires, Saints and Lovers.

In our four decades together, we have sometimes come together in order to bid farewell to departing family members. At those times, it has been a source of strength to sit shoulder to shoulder as we shed our tears.



photo by Maureen Kemp


Most of the time, we set up our pleasuredomes to celebrate those moments when our paths cross and our smiles provide the pillars for the palace.    

Saturday, July 31, 2010

Summer Stock Sunday - 25












My vintage look at summer for Summer Stock Sunday, hosted by Robin at Around the Island.

Just got back from a Girls' Overnight in Halifax, which for me and my friend Shelley amounts to a staycation. I have to say I'm a major fan of staycations. Several years ago my friend Lisa came for a visit from Ontario, and we stayed at the Westin Nova Scotian - walking distance to everything, luxury, pampering and the freedom to enjoy ourselves without having to take a flight anywhere (for me, at least.)

Last night I left work, walked through the pedway as I would if I were catching the ferry home, started the walk through the Halifax Marriott Harbourfront Hotel which forms part of the indoor route for commuters - but instead of continuing on, I turned down the corridor toward our room and met up with three of my high school choir friends.

All four of us moved away after high school, but two of us returned while one of our group lives in British Columbia and one lives in Seattle. Whenever possible, we get together when the stars align and we're all in the same city. A few weeks ago, Maureen was here for a family event but wasn't expected to be here this weekend - but Shelley told her to catch a quick flight and what a great surprise when I walked in and there she was!

So for my walk down memory lane for Summer Stock Sunday, here's a few shots taken in 1981, when I was heading into grade twelve and many of my close choir friends had just graduated and were about to head off to university.

The four of us who reveled in our Girls' Overnight were part of this close-knit crew, though only Maureen and I were at this particular barbeque.














Clockwise from left: John, Maureen, Michael, me, Philip, Ted and Katherine
















Clockwise from left: Mark, Philip, Ted, Katherine and John















Me with Katherine



















L to R: Philip, John, Katherine and Mark


















L to R: Maureen, John, Philip and Michael

Friday, July 30, 2010

5 on Friday - Set 25

















Travis at Trav's Thoughts invites everyone to lay down a short set of music that takes their fancies for his 5 on Friday meme.

Tonight I'm heading out for a Girls' Night with two of my high school choir friends, since Dawn is in town from Seattle, Washington. For a bit of a trip down memory lane, here are five pieces we performed together when we were in the Prince Andrew Chorus, from 1979 to 1982.

1 - Thank You For the Music - Riverport Chorus of Wisconsin in rehearsal

This was something we did in our end-of-the-year variety show. At the time, there were no arrangements available for choirs for this one or for One Voice, so our friend and even-though-he-was-a-student-himself-he-was-our-musical-director Mark Morash whipped up his own arrangements.

Thank you for the music
The songs I'm singing
Thanks for all the joy they're bringing

Who can live without it?
I ask in all honesty
What would life be

Without a song
Or a dance
What are we?

So I say thank you for the music
For giving it to me


- Andersson / Ulvaeus



2 - One Voice - Cantabile Youth Choir of Warwickshire, England

For our performance of this one, Mark detached himself from the piano bench and entered the stage alone, beginning the song as one voice. As it went along, the entire chorus joined him so that we completed the song as a choir.

Just one voice
Singing in the darkness
All it takes is one voice
Shout it out and let it ring

Just one voice
It takes that one voice
And everyone will sing


- Barry Manilow



3 - Potiphar - Donny Osmond and cast of Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat, 1999

Joseph was the first musical I was in, and it will have a special place in my heart forever.

Not only did it give me the rush of performing without any of the stress of carrying a featured role, it introduced me to the whole thrill of falling for my first boyfriend, who played Joseph. This was the part I waited for, during every rehearsal and finally during every performance. I was obviously drawn to the men-in-chains scenario early on.

Letting out a mighty roar
Potiphar burst through the door

"Joseph, I'll see you
Rot in jail!
The things you've done
Are beyond the pale"

Poor, poor Joseph
Locked up in a cell
Things aren't going well, hey
Locked up in a cell


- Lloyd Webber / Rice



4 - Hernando's Hideaway - Briana Gantsweg and Mark Peterson, Interlochen Arts Camp production of The Pajama Game

In grade 11 we did The Pajama Game, where I played Mabel, the secretary of the main love interest. This song-and-dance number was my favorite. I was part of the choir for this one and could relax and have fun.

Just knock three times
And whisper low
That you and I
Were sent by Joe

Then strike a match
And you will know
You're in
Hernando's Hideaway! Olé!


- Adler / Ross



5 - Dream Ballet - Josefina Gabrielle and Hugh Jackman, 1999 London West End production of Oklahoma!

For my graduating year, we did Oklahoma! Dawn was off to university by then, but Shelley and I were in this one. I played Ado Annie, the overly-flirtatious girl caught between two beaux.

I also choreographed the musical numbers along with fellow student Heather. Being young and unaware that we shouldn't tackle something as daunting as a 15-minute dream ballet sequence, we worked out the steps and held our own rehearsals. And I'm very proud to say it wasn't half bad. We even included the fight between Curly and Jud - but of course Hugh Jackman wasn't available at the time, so our Curly didn't do any complicated lifts.

Sunday, December 20, 2009

Poetry Train Monday - 132 - All Morning, Most of the Afternoon


For my second last found poem for 2009, I've returned to my diary from 1980, when I was in grade eleven.
My high school years were wrapped around the Prince Andrew Chorus, and I still cherish my friendships which have continued from this sparkling time in my life.

We used to go caroling at Christmas time, heading towards the home of whomever hosted a party afterwards.

For more poetry, Ride the Poetry Train!















All Morning, Most of the Afternoon


It took me all morning
Most of the afternoon
To clean all the party mess away

Dad and Michelle had driven me
Up to the portable
Quarter after seven
They'd come inside
We'd waited for everyone to come

I didn't mind it, though
Cleaning the party away
Cleaning gave me the opportunity
To think about last night again

Last night Dad and Michelle
Piled all the munchies people brought
Piled them into the car
And carted them home

Dad was laughing so much
Laughing at how crazy the portable is
I felt so happy
Happy to see him enjoy himself so much

We'd all set out at 7:30
To sing our little Christmas songs
It was absolutely freezing
I'd had two layers of everything on

Cleaning the party away
It took me all morning
I thought about last night again

We'd gone a little ways down Spikenard
Down Farquarson and Shawinigan
Down Guysborough and Mount Edward to Kelly
And then to my house

We'd sung two verses of one song
Then We Wish You a Merry Christmas at every house
At Ted's house where
We'd gotten molasses candy
At this other house where
They'd passed a box of Turtles among us
We'd sung a verse of O Come All Ye Faithful
Besides

We'd sung two verses of
Joy to the World
Under the carport at my house
Mom had laughed
At all of us frozen carolers
As she stood in the doorway

Most of the afternoon
It took me to clean the
Party away, but I
Didn't mind
I thought about last night

Everyone had piled in
Had peeled their coats off
Mom had dished out the
Hot mulled wine
I'd scurried to my bedroom
I'd changed into my new dress

I'd danced
Danced
Danced
We'd all gathered around
The piano

As people wrapped their
Arms about each other to
Sing, how it made me
All warm inside

It took me all morning
It took me most of the afternoon
I cleaned all the party away

I thought about last night
How we'd all set out
How we'd sung our Christmas songs
How freezing it was
How I'd worn two layers

How it made me all warm inside

- Julia Smith, 1980

Linda Jacobs says I recently found my diary from 1963 or 4. Hmmm...maybe I'll try a found poem, too!

Michelle Johnson says You share the warmth of your family and friends with us so clearly. Makes one reminisce about their own families during the holiday.

Artpredator says How wonderful for you to have these happy memories written down and saved, to savor in later years and turn them into poems, to share in a way you'd never have expected nearly 30 years ago.

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Wordless Wednesday - 92

Saturday, August 2, 2008

Great Way to Launch a Long Weekend

It's another long weekend here in Canada - that ever-popular Civic Holiday, which means whatever holiday is native to your particular area is celebrated on this first weekend of August. Here in Halifax it's Natal Day, when we celebrate the founding of Halifax. When I lived in Toronto, it was Simcoe Days, named after the first Lieutenant-Governor of Upper Canada.

Basically, I'm just grateful for the time off. I missed a day at work this week because of my migraine, and my husband is waiting for a third set of antibiotics to tackle his abscessed teeth before they can be removed next week. He was toughing it out in hopes of me being hired so I'd have benefits to pay for the dental work.

And now we've got the coverage! Woo! Yeah, baby! And Brad is on Tylenol 3's and sipping my mom's homemade broth through a straw. Just a few more days to go and those teeth will be history.

So it was nice to have two special events to kick off this long weekend. First, my mom met up with me and two of my friends from work who purchased prints of Mom's original artwork. We had lunch together, and then the joy began.


This is Tracy with her print of Ships at Sail.


This is Judy with her print of Stare of the Dragon.



This is Judy, the artist herself - my mom, Paulette - and Tracy before we had to head back to work.



After work, I took the bus over to my friend Dawn's parents' place where I joined her family and my other friend Shelley for a delectable dinner. This is Dawn and her mom, happy for a summer visit, since Dawn now lives in Seattle.



This is Dawn, myself and Shelley. Shelley and I went through elementary school through junior high and high school together. She lived one street over from me. We met Dawn in high school, when we were all in the Prince Andrew Chorus together.

When I got to Dawn's parents' place, there were Dawn's siblings' spouses, a brother, five little cousins and a college roommate filling the condo with a warm welcome, lively conversation, delicious yummy food and an evening that packed so much into just a few hours.


Here's Dawn with her adorable niece. Another niece offered us imaginary cookies from a container and made sure no one got left out.

So glad to get together with everyone! But I must crawl into bed. I'm plum tuckered out.

Thursday, December 6, 2007

Thursday Thirteen - 33 - 13 of My Favorite Christmas Choral Pieces


I've been in choirs since I was a girl. I sang in my elementary school concerts, and for a short time my church choir (my church was very basic and didn't really have an official choir, just the congregation singing, mostly - but for a few years we had someone in our parish who was musically inclined and she started a youth choir for awhile.)


In high school I was extremely lucky to have a fantastic choir director, Jim Farmer who really whipped us into fighting shape! My life really took off when I joined that choir, the Prince Andrew Chorus. It turned my high school years into a version of 'Fame', the arts high school film & TV drama.

After high school I joined my mom's choir, the Dartmouth Choral Society, where she and my Aunt Noel sang every Christmas and my sister and I used to hand out the programs. When I moved to Toronto I wasn't in any choir for about four years while I adjusted to living away from home in a big city. I can't tell you how much I missed singing during those years. When you're a choir person, the seasons of your life are marked by Christmas concerts and spring concerts.

As soon as I started university I joined the choir there, Oakham House Choir. I was lucky again with another fabulous choir director who really showed me how to lead a group of people just as I was studying to be a filmmaker. We did full pieces like Mozart's 'Requiem' and Carl Orf's 'Carmina Burana', which was dream-come-true stuff for me. When I moved to Yarmouth, Nova Scotia in 1999 to help take care of my gram, I joined my mom's choir once again, the Yarmouth Community Chorale. What an exceptional group of voices in that small town choir! Especially the men, which often are outnumbered by women in choirs.


In 2001 we moved back to Dartmouth (YAY!) and for a second time I joined the Dartmouth Choral Society. We just had our Christmas concert last night. The early music ensemble accompanying us was just fantastic. My choir director is at the far left, playing the harpsicord. I'm second from the left, just peeking out in the second row.

Fall and winter are completely tied to learning and singing Christmas programs with my choir. It makes me feel so connected to the people I sing with, the audience, the orchestra, the composer and to the Creator. There's nothing more spiritually connecting for me than when I'm a part of beautiful music and all is harmonious. Sometimes it's so beautiful my eyes fill with tears and I can't actually sing. That's when I'm glad I'm in a choir and not singing by myself!

Here are some of my favorite pieces I've sung over the years. Enjoy!



1 - O Come O Come Emmanuel by Boyz II Men


I've always loved this one, from childhood. I like the longing present in the melody.











2 - Gabriel's Message sung by The Choir of Winchester Cathedral

As you can tell, I'm a big fan of the old Renaissance carols.










'The Annunciation to Mary' by Keith Newton




3 - Magnificat by Pergolesi

This is one of the pieces we performed last night. The Magnificat is the prayer offered by Mary upon learning her blessed role from the angel Gabriel. 'Magnificat' means 'my soul doth magnify the Lord.'









The Sistine Madonna by Raphael




4 - The Cherry Tree Carol

A no-show on YouTube. All I can offer is some trial audio of the first verse. For the lyrics, click here. I sang this one last year and was struck by the relationship dynamics in this carol between Joseph and Mary. I also LOVE it when the cherry tree bows down so Mary can have her cherries.







'The Cherry Tree' by Emile Munier



5 - The Wexford Carol sung by the Celtic Women

I haven't sung this one yet in concert, but my current choir director is part of an early music ensemble, so maybe one day...



6 - Tomorrow Shall Be My Dancing Day sung by Libera


How can I not be enamoured of a carol about dancing? And I always enjoy the line 'this have I done for my true love.'








7 - Joseph Dearest, Joseph Mine 15th century traditional German carol

I couldn't find a version of it on YouTube, so feel free to sing along. I always like the sense of an actual family I get from this carol, where Mary asks Joseph to 'help cradle the child divine'.





'Holy Family With Palm Tree' by Raphael



8 - The Holly and The Ivy sung by the King´s College Chapel Boys Choir









I just LOVE this one. It goes through my head a lot in the winter when I'm walking my dog in the woods.










9 - I Saw Three Ships

Another of my lifelong faves. Maybe being from a harbor city does it...




Statue in the church at Stes-Maries-de-la-Mer, France



10 - Adoramus Te
(We adore you, O Christ)

I sang this acapella with my high school choir, both in concert and when we went carolling from house to house in the snowy cold. People actually stood in their doorways and listened even though it was freezing, and passed around boxes of chocolates to us. Ah, those were the days.







11 - Gloria in Excelsis Deo (Glory to God in the highest) by Vivaldi

I sang this one with my university choir, also with orchestra and I listen to it often on CD. One of my ABSOLUTE favorites.








Map of the Milky Way


12 - Hallelujah Chorus by Handel
Even loading it onto my blog, I got teary. I've sung this one several times, but truthfully I get too choked up once we get to the 'and he shall reign' part. I often get shivery and teary and can't continue into the 'King of Kings' part - this piece of music sums up my feelings about God so perfectly I can't contain the huge emotion it evokes in me. So there you have a window into my soul.


Photo of snail shell by Darlyne A. Murawski



13 - Carol of The Bells sung by the Ben Davis show choirs


I like the mysterious undercurrent to this one.











Hope you enjoyed the program!

Friday, October 5, 2007

Tagged - 8 - The Dance Meme

No Nonsense Girl tagged me for this meme which asks for a story that's happened personally to the blogger which involves dancing in some way. I've mentioned this one before on comments at another blog, but it's worth resurrecting.

When I was in grade 11, I was involved in quite a few of the onstage numbers in our annual end-of-the-year show for the Prince Andrew Chorus. Our music teacher, James Farmer, used to step back and let the students organize, rehearse, arrange and perform our own variety show. Interspersed would be full choir numbers that he would conduct. But basically it was our own show. Luckily for us, we had a future maestro as our arranger/rehearsal conductor/accompaniest - Mark Morash. We had a very efficient 'company manager' in Shelley MacDonald, who took care of all the business aspects of the show. And we had a very eager bunch of choir members who were more like the kids from 'Fame', if you remember that film.

Anyway, we had the theme of 'one' for our show that year. It was the graduating year for a lot of my closest friends, including my first boyfriend (by that time my ex-boyfriend - oh, the heartache.) It was a pretty emotional show for all of us. Mark did a choral arrangement (at age 17!) of 'One Voice' to open the show, where we had a single singer walk onstage, to be joined by more and more of us until we finished the song as a full chorus. And we closed the show with 'One' from 'A Chorus Line', with a four-member high-kicking chorus line co-choreographed by moi (and danced by moi, as well.)

Besides that dance number, the biggest highlight for me was the three-member Can-Can that I also helped choreograph and danced. I borrowed my best friend's mom's square dancing petticoats to poof out my skirt. I had a white blouse on top and a black corset my mom had made for me (it wasn't boned, just a lace-up vest, really, but I loved it.) Everything was perfect for performance night. We'd rehearsed it and I knew all my quick changes in between choir numbers and individual performances. We had a lot of solo vocalists, as you can imagine from a choir - but we also had a flaming baton twirler! And a highland dancer. So the three of us - Alanna, Dawn and I stood in the wings as the applause died down from the previous performer. The stage crew cued up the recording of the famous Offenbach Can-Can Gallup from 'Orpheus in the Underworld' and off I dashed, kicking up my heels as high as I could, flouncing my skirt and smiling away.

I was the first one onstage. The plan was to kick away, flounce my skirt and turn, back to the audience, bend over, flip my skirt up and wait there for the other two to do the same. Cheeky yet not as funny as the audience seemed to react to it. Alanna danced out and I looked down at my forearm while I tried to catch my breath.

That's when I realized the last quick change had gone a little too quickly.

There was my blouse sleeve. But where was the bodysuit sleeve that should have been beneath it? The giggling from the audience continued, even picking up speed. As Alanna turned and flipped her skirt beside me, she looked over at me and I knew by the shock and pure laughter in her eyes that it was true.

I bent there onstage in just my regular, non-costumey underwear.

Nylons, too, grant you, but it was obvious that I was nearly flashing everyone. This is a good 20 years before it seemed boring to show one's underwear in public. So, as Dawn did her kicking and skirt flipping, I just resigned myself to the fact that there was nothing I could do about it and the rest of the dance beckoned. I didn't even feel that mortified - the adrenaline of the Can-Can filled me with recklessness.

Now, who shall I tag for this dancing meme? Akelamalu, Carrie Lofty, Jill the Acadian, Seeley DeBorn, Sparky Duck

I leave you with with a fun and flirty version of the Can-Can that I found on YouTube. Our version also had cartwheels, plus splits, and a bit more hopping-and-kicking, with those little circling-from-the-knee kicks. We were in good shape, but we found that Can-Can to be the longest two-and-a-half minutes we'd ever experienced. Bon soir mes amis!