There are some seriously talented musicians in our stake. Three enterprising souls have put together a stake choir to perform an Easter Concert on Good Friday, the Friday before Easter Sunday.
I have been attending practises for over a month now. It is a 15 minute drive right in the middle of Sunday afternoon. I've had to forgo Sunday naps and keep track of time a bit more than I've been used to. But the first time I went, I was hooked. I got to sing a 'G' on top of the staff. I've been thinking what it is about the high notes that thrill me.
To reach that note, I have to commit totally. I can't hold anything back. I have to sit up straight, or better yet stand. I have to throw my voice up into my head, not strain for the note. When I hit it, it rings through my soul. My body becomes the note.
I don't necessarily love to hear womens voices. Given a choice, I prefer a wonderful men's chorus. I do love the full chord of both voices, or really all four or six voices. And if the whole song is crazy high it rarely works. I have a hard time singing harmony. I can't hear the lower notes. So I have been happy learning how to sing the melody, and the high notes.
I've been trying to teach myself how to sing the alto. It's taken years. I usually try on the Sacrament song. I've been trying to listen for the alto part. I am amazed at the ability others have to hear the different notes. I have a sense of satisfaction when I am able to sing alto for a verse. But the thrill of singing for me really is hitting a crazy high note.
Today I hit a high 'A'. I can still feel the glow of that glorious note. :)