volksdragon | Sunday Singing

I went to church Sunday to practice, and found out we were singing for that service. Riiiight. Crap. My voice was for shit, I've got a low-grade headcold going on, and that always renders me baritonic (and not in a good way) in the mornings. All morning I was drinking hot tea, sucking cough drops, and trying to clear the crap out of my throat.

I muddled through rehearsal, not really able to make any relatively high notes without sounding flat out BAD. I was pretty stressed out. After rehearsal, I made myself some more hot tea, hung out in the bathroom making unpleasant throaty noises, and then just decided I'd sing what I could and the rest be damned.

Wouldn't you know it, we started singing, and my voice was FINE. It was as if I wasn't even sick, it sounded just the same, and we got compliments on how good we sounded. We even sounded good from the inside, we were on just about everything right, and I really got into the songs we were singing.

I'm back to sounding terrible this morning, and singing in the car was a joke. We'll see if I can muster another recovery for practicing The Messiah tonight.