Live and in concert…its MCC Choir

Math is not my strong point, but I sat down the other night and tried to figure out how many years I’ve been attending choir con-certs, band concerts, school Christmas programs, plays, etc… I figure it to be about 19 years.

The only reason I was trying to figure this out is because I attended Murray County Central’s Small Fall Concert on Monday, and while waiting for the show to start I heard a gentleman behind me tell the man next to him that he had never attended a high school choir concert before. If his whispered comments between songs were any indication, he was impressed by what he saw and heard.

My husband Eric was sad to miss it, but had tripped over the dog earlier that day, landed on the floor and smacked his head on the kitchen cupboard. He wasn’t feeling his best.

I have missed a few over the years, and am bummed every time.

The little kid Christmas shows are great. I’ve watched little children in their best outfits solemnly sing about the joys of the holidays, or triumphantly shout out the words to the “Twelve Days of Christmas,” pleased as punch because they remembered all the days. At that age, they really don’t sing as much as they bellow. As far as little kids are concerned, a loud noise makes up for imperfect pitch every time.

I remember being at a choir and band concert when my daughter was in junior high. My youngest boy Matt was a 5-year-old on my lap when the band teacher stepped up to introduce her band and talk about how nice it was to work with the kids from elementary school to high school. Matt looked up, saw her on the stage and bellowed out, “Hi, Mrs. Larson.”

“Thanks for making my point, Matt,” she said amidst giggles from the audience.

When the junior high choir was onstage Monday night, I had a moment of surprise, then flipped over my program to the list of names of the kids in the choir. Sure enough, there was Patrick’s name.

Patrick LeTendre is a young man I tend to remember as a little tot, even though I know he’s growing up. Years ago, when my boys and I were in the play “Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat,” each child in the show was assigned to one of the grown-ups so during crowd scenes we could make sure they were in position and didn’t get flattened by a hustling adult. Patrick was one of my “children,” and every time I took his hand for the final number he would smile up at me with this great glow on his face. I could tell that he just loved to sing and loved the stage. I’m not sure, but I think he was about 4 years old for that first show.

What a thrill to see him still singing! I wonder if he’ll pop up during the school musical next month? MCC is doing “Beauty and Beast.” I know I saw him onstage last year in the merry old land of Oz.

The concert choir (9-12 grade) at MCC this year contains over 40 percent of the kids in the high school. Wow!

The numbers are up quite a bit from last year, and I have a feeling that may be because of a trip planned for Washington D.C. this summer. Suddenly a lot more kids are interested in singing.

Matt has been in choir since seventh grade and I’m really glad to see him stick with it. The choral director at MCC, Chad Felton, really teaches those kids. I think choir was considered an easy “skate” class when I was in school, and I’m glad to know this isn’t the case at MCC. Matt is serious about music, and Mr. Felton has taught him so much.

A song the concert choir performed is called “Inscription of Hope,” which might be my new favorite song. The words are beauti-ful. I believe it is based on words inscribed on a basement wall where Jews hid from Hitler’s Army. I expected it to be sad, but it is not. Google it or check it out on Youtube. There are a couple versions on there.

The first lines go like this:
I believe in the sun, even when it’s not shining,
And I believe in love, even when there’s no one there.