Good King Wenceslas Changed A Lightbulb...

I've had enough of the single life- I'm ready for John to be home. He's leaving NY tonight and arriving back in the UK tomorrow, so he'll be here when James and I get home from school.

The Bury Bach Choir has started rehearsing for our carol concert, Wassail, Wassail at Lavenham church on the 9th of December at 7:30. (Shameless plug!) It's going to be great if you're around!

We started off with Good King Wenceslas last night, which is one of my favorite carols. Every year we sing it at the Sutton Manor Carol Sing at Frannie's house, but we...er...embellish it a little. The women make a big production of being weak and meek and faint hearted, and then the men respond with much pounding of chests and deep-voiced singing. It's all very entertaining and it all ends with rousing cheers that the poor page has made it to wherever he's going, purely on the strength of Wenceslas (and the singing). I hadn't really thought that there was any other way to sing it. Apparently there is. Not that the BBC version is bad...it's just slightly less rowdy. Although I mentioned to my next-seat neighbor that I'm used to acting it out, and she though that sounded like a great idea.

A quick music joke for everyone:

Q: How many sopranos does it take to change a lightbulb?
A: One. She stands and holds it and the world revolves around her.

Ohhh, ok...one more.

Q: How many altos does it take to change a lightbulb?
A: None. They can't go up that high.

I crack myself up.