Mad Giggler on :
You're an odd duck, but I like you anyway.
Friday, December 15. 2006It's official: I'm in Love!
Every year around this time, I get excited for the Mormon Tabernacle Choir Christmas concert. I have been to a total of five now (one for every Christmas I have been here). And almost every year I have had to stand back and wonder at why they chose the special guest that they did. Because frankly I had no idea who any of them were.
Past performances have included Angela Lansbury (though I was not in Salt Lake when she came), Walter Cronkite, Frederica von Stade and Bryn Terfel, Audra McDonald, Renee Flemming, and this year Sissel. As the date loomed ever closer I wondered if I was going to be able to scratch up a ticket for myself. You see not once have I ever had to wait in line or call to get a ticket. It has always been handed to me by friends who had extras. This year was no different. My friend James Fairbanks (a choir member) walked by and he and I got talking and he offered me not one, but two tickets!! I had an opportunity for a date. I made the arrangements and the young lady I had in mind consented to be my companion for the evening. But you see it is not her for which the title of this article is being written, though I certainly had a fantastic evening with her and she is quite lovely and fair to gaze upon. Her company was excelent and fun. No, you see I am in love with Sissel!
Now I am quite certain she is married. She is seven years older than I am. And she is Norwegian. A combination which will make it nie unto impossible for me to ever make a proper love connection. But as she came out onto the stage last night and mearly parted her lips to issue forth the most beatiful, clear, and smooth sound I have ever heard; I could not help but fall in love. She simply had to smile and I suddenly found myself smiling too. It took no effort what so ever for her to fill the entire Conference Center with some of the most enchanting, exquisite, and elegant sound it has ever heard. There was no strain. No gasping breath. No scratchy note. Not a single thing was out of tune in her entire body. For it is with out a doubt a single well tuned and refined musical instrument. I am sorry for any of you who will not be able to hear her sing (though she will be televised on this Sunday's Music and the Spoken Word: 9:30am KSL channel 5). It was a joy to be sure. I was moved so much that I actually plan on purchasing two of her albums: one to give to my mother and one for me. Those of you who know me, know that I hardly ever open my wallet for anything. It will be a sheer delight to purchase her cd Into Paradise. She sang one of the songs from it last night, and I just melted in my seat. PS. Do any of you know where Norwegia is? Trackbacks
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Mad Giggler on :
You're an odd duck, but I like you anyway.
Wren on :
Mmmm, Norwegian cradle-robbing sirens... doesn't get much better, does it?
I know where Norwegia is! Or rather, Norway is between 'Paraguay, Uraguay, Surinam, French Guiana, Barbadoes and Gwam!' and 'and Sweden, and Iceland and Finland and Germany now piece!' Sideshow on :
Radar I'm glad you enjoyed the concert and found a new desire.
As for me last night, I spent it eating dinner with President Monson, President Packer, Elder Bednar, and Elder Eyring and getting to talk with them (Although briefly) at my wife's company party. Daboo on :
Germany now IN ONE piece!
Radar on :
That's is awesome! What company does Sabrina work for that she had such illustrious company?
Wren on :
Oh, that's what I meant. I must have missed a couple little words in my excitement.
Sideshow on :
She actually works for Deseret Mutual Benefits Administrators. It's the Church owned Insurance company that does Insurance for the Gen. Authorites, Missionaries, Seminary teachers, etc. etc.
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