Close to 20 years ago, our daughter, and I, went to a college in our area, Augustana to be exact, to rehearse with their choir for their annual production of Handel’s “Messiah”.
We went once a week for about 6 weeks, best I can recall, and sang with their amazing choir, readying ourselves to sing at this most beloved concert. It was leading up to the Christmas holidays as it is right now.
Unfortunately, I got ill, and couldn’t perform the night of the concert.
However, as my loving husband knows how much I absolutely love to sing, he will, especially at this time of the year, lure me into his man cave, pull up on his computer one of my favorite renditions of the Hallelujah Chorus from the Messiah, sung by The Roches, and has me sing my alto part.
It always brings us to tears, and I swear I’m not going to fall for that again,
Until the next time.
Other than the Roche sisters, my most favorite song to sing is K.D. Lang’s version of Leonard Cohen’s “Hallelujah”. I don’t do either justice, but with enough liquid courage, I can, and do, sing from my soul.
Fortunately, it’s only for the two of us.
I have sung all of my life, and hope to continue to sing until I’m nothing more than a memory.
I hope to always be a memory, for someone. Anyone.
Until next time, stay happy doing whatever makes you so.
Memories!!! Singing in the basement to our record player playing 45’s using, And if I remember correctly, using the jump rope handle as a microphone