Last Friday I did the pitch at the Messiah Sing for the first time in two years. After being somewhat indignant about not being asked last year (even though I couldn't do it anyway as I had a conflict, plus I was two-plus years into my three-month sabbatical and people were starting to forget me), they asked me to do it this go around as though I'd never stopped. As it turned out, Lydia finally explained ot me that last year there was some new board member from outside the chorale who really wanted to do it, so they let him, but now he's not on the board any more, but whether the two events are related or not I don't know.



Anyway this year I actually got a microphone for the first time, so finally people could hear the whole thing. The take that night was a bit thin, but again whether the two things are related or not I'm not sure. It's almost like the basket-passers missed a section or something. Didn't hear how Keivan did Saturday night so I have no basis for comparison. We had a fruit delivery Saturday so Ted asked me to bring it along so I could perform it again for the nordic truckers, which I did.



This is the fourth time I've done this one, sort of based on the Night Before Christmas, but with a heavy influence of Dr. Seuss. Here's the text, although unless you're a regular attendee some of the references will be a bit obscure. Ted, whose opinion I value in this sort of thing, thought it was a classic, but some of the regurgitated stuff from previous editions didn't do as well ( the "nothing rhymes with 'amen'" usually gets more of a reponse, for instance). The new stuff about our assistant conductor, who was filling in for Allen for the first time, did pretty well, so maybe even after a four-year gap people remember enough of it that it's not as funny anymore? Hard to believe it's that memorable. I should put up the other ones for historical purposes sometime, too, I suppose.