Kauai is overrun by chickens. To say “overrun” is probably an understatement; as far as I can see it, there are so many of them that they probably have seats in the local government.
Great Egg-spectations
Hanging From A Wire
“Tell me, what is the appeal of ziplining?”
Walking On Broken Glass
After we said goodbye to my mom, we left the island of Oahu and hopped on over to Kauai.
The Long Way Around
I have a few days’ worth of posts to fit into this one, folks. Hopefully I can keep it (somewhat) brief.
Pinch Hitter
One of the reasons we visit Hawaii regularly is to see my mother, who lives here on Oahu.
What Happens at the Tiki Bar Stays at the Tiki Bar
It’s been more than a year since I’ve posted anything…and now I am on vacation, so the travel posts will be coming around pretty often, so strap yourselves in! I’ve got a lot of catching up to do.
Our flight out to Hawaii was fairly uneventful, if long.
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What’s My Line? 10 Steps to Memorizing Your Music
Back in September, when I was rehearsing La bohème, I got this text from a fellow chorister:
Many of us had been furiously studying our music over the past week, getting ready for staging rehearsals, when we had to be off-book. I had also spent almost the entire month of July memorizing the role of Dame Quickly in Falstaff, so good memorization techniques have been fresh in my mind.
I thought it might be nice to share them here, for those who might be having some difficulty memorizing their own music (or play or test material or whatever…these techniques are fairly universal, although I will mostly be talking about memorizing words and music, since that’s what I do most often).
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Resistance Is Futile
One morning not too long ago, I was standing in the kitchen of the Folger Guest House in Washington, DC, speaking to one of the founders of the Folger Consort about technology. He was lamenting about how we were all tethered to our electronic devices. Continue reading “Resistance Is Futile”
Apocalypse Now
He thought it would make her happy. With a flourish, Kukulcan donned his feather robe and stepped into the circle. He had been working for ages on this long count calendar, and tonight, the first night of the Tzolk’in cycle, he was ready to dedicate it to her. His mother. His lover. His goddess. Continue reading “Apocalypse Now”
Elemental
They were the Weather Men, and they ruled the world. Continue reading “Elemental”