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ConSonance report 1
Mar. 14th, 2008 04:42 pmI flew in on SkyBus, and hung out at Chris and JohnO's house until a mar-velous sushi supper, at which my sister met me. Had wonderful conversations with Kathy Mar, Eva and Chris from Summer and Fall and Ellen Gould. Stayed over at my sister's house, and saw my nephews and niece. They're growing so much!
Helped my sister with the school play set, and got to see rehearsal for the play. Off to the con in the afternoon, ate dinner with a bunch of the congoers, which meant I didn't get rehearsal time live with Summer and Fall.
Their concert went well (I *had* been practicing to their mp3s,) and followed along on the foreign language songs with the help of a music stand. I was able to fold imaginary paper boats convincingly! A video of the performance was auctioned off to benefit Interfilk. Chris and Eva sing like the Sidhe. Sometimes it's hard to sign to them, because I'm enraptured by how beautiful they sound. My sister got to see the concert, and she thought it was wonderful. When Rafael joined "Stimmen im Wind," it was even more incredible.
In the Friday night filk circle,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
trektone played "Bloodchild" at my request, and I'm hoping the video came out well, because that song is soooo creepy/kewl, and I'd like to see it myself! I got to hear, live, so many people I only knew from tapes/cds.
I got to bounce at Leslie Fish. The first filk I ever banged away on upon my guitar was "Banned from Argo," and I loved so many of her songs. To this day (and I told her this, and her eyebrow quirked) I use her adaptation of Kipling's "Pict Song" to teach in my History class as a counterpoint to his "White Man's Burden," regarding Imperialism. I gushed at her, and felt so gauche, and inarticulate and fan-girl crush - can't speak. (And for me to not be able to speak is to be SERIOUSLY overwhelmed!)
I stayed up late, and loved every moment. The folks out there were all so kind to me, and my sister.
Helped my sister with the school play set, and got to see rehearsal for the play. Off to the con in the afternoon, ate dinner with a bunch of the congoers, which meant I didn't get rehearsal time live with Summer and Fall.
Their concert went well (I *had* been practicing to their mp3s,) and followed along on the foreign language songs with the help of a music stand. I was able to fold imaginary paper boats convincingly! A video of the performance was auctioned off to benefit Interfilk. Chris and Eva sing like the Sidhe. Sometimes it's hard to sign to them, because I'm enraptured by how beautiful they sound. My sister got to see the concert, and she thought it was wonderful. When Rafael joined "Stimmen im Wind," it was even more incredible.
In the Friday night filk circle,
trektone played "Bloodchild" at my request, and I'm hoping the video came out well, because that song is soooo creepy/kewl, and I'd like to see it myself! I got to hear, live, so many people I only knew from tapes/cds.I got to bounce at Leslie Fish. The first filk I ever banged away on upon my guitar was "Banned from Argo," and I loved so many of her songs. To this day (and I told her this, and her eyebrow quirked) I use her adaptation of Kipling's "Pict Song" to teach in my History class as a counterpoint to his "White Man's Burden," regarding Imperialism. I gushed at her, and felt so gauche, and inarticulate and fan-girl crush - can't speak. (And for me to not be able to speak is to be SERIOUSLY overwhelmed!)
I stayed up late, and loved every moment. The folks out there were all so kind to me, and my sister.
