i get neck cramp and finger panic practicing the closing hymn for tomorrow. there's nothing like the protracted final line in rejoice the lord is king to afflict an accompanist who gets by mainly with a bit of improvisation on nicely spaced out chords. do re mi fa soh la ti do re do ti doooo, with a different chord per note. it hurts.
2 comments:
Rest well.
i did. thanks!
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