We have a great need for men.
I know, I said so, it seems the appeal of a group of desperate singles. Women on the Verge of a Nervous Breakdown, so to speak.
We are in the recruitment process: just entered a new vocalist and another has promised to come and hear us. Prof. F. also returned last night give us a hand (even for the analysis of Baroque texts, which diventan with us always a little 'tarot cards) but still not enough.
So this is an appeal: Men!
I know, I said so, it seems the appeal of a group of desperate singles. Women on the Verge of a Nervous Breakdown, so to speak.
We are in the recruitment process: just entered a new vocalist and another has promised to come and hear us. Prof. F. also returned last night give us a hand (even for the analysis of Baroque texts, which diventan with us always a little 'tarot cards) but still not enough.
So this is an appeal: Men!
Netherlands! Baritones! Even
levels!
What are you doing still here, sprawled on the couch, on Tuesday night?!
Rise and go! You
Men or Corporals?!
There is a clear predominance feminine chorus that longs to welcome you with open arms!
promise to do (quite) the brave.
Last night, however, we continued our Monteverdi, always doing the tests in the church because the usual oratory room was occupied by no one knows what. After a week, notes from Barbara inculcateci re-emerged from the depths of our minds and we began to put the sections together. Sure, we trooped again at some point, but things go.
After so many concerts with the string orchestra to accompany us will experience the magic of pure polyphony, the interweaving of the voices that blend is always a thrill.
Let's face it: who does not sing, does not know what that is lost.
After so many concerts with the string orchestra to accompany us will experience the magic of pure polyphony, the interweaving of the voices that blend is always a thrill.
Let's face it: who does not sing, does not know what that is lost.
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