ON
Monday evening last week you’d have found me in the small hall at South Wilts
School, wandering up and down among a barefoot crowd, clapping and muttering,
with a manic grin on my face.
What
was I muttering? If you must know, it was that old Right Said Fred hit, I’m Too
Sexy For My Shirt. It’s more than a bit sad at my age, isn’t it? Positively
tragic.
But
why on earth would I do that, I hear you ask?
Because
that was the tune that the rhythm I was clapping brought to mind – as did watching
the very charming young man running the workshop in which I was participating.
He
was Brazilian Pedro Consorte, formerly a cast member of the long-running West
End show Stomp, and he’d been roped in by choir leader Fiona Evans to impart a
sense of rhythm to the mainly middle-aged members of two of her ensembles, Babes
& Ballads and Guys No Dolls.
It
was fun, and at times it was unintentionally funny, because it was clear that
many of us were outside our normal comfort zone.
Some
of the Guys in particular started out with sheepish looks on their faces as
they were made to lie on the floor and meditate, yoga-style, visualising the
various bits of their bodies, to chill out and get in tune with their inner
selves. “I suppose it’s all right for those Latin types,’ I could imagine them thinking
to themselves, ‘but it’s not terribly British.’
The
Babes, in general, proved more amenable, though one or two looked resigned
rather than relaxed.
Still,
in the sweltering heat, they could console themselves that at least a nice
lie-down was one way of keeping cool.
And
when we stood up I think we were all in a different frame of mind, and astonished
ourselves with our ability to take part in some amazing free-style harmonic improvisation
without any self-consciousness.
We
ended up creating the sounds of a tropical rainstorm by clapping and tapping
our hands.
When
the workshop came to an end everyone had a huge smile on their face. The whole
thing was as unexpected as it was refreshing.
By
the time you read this I’ll be on my way to Cornwall, where we’ll be singing at
the Minack Theatre, St Michael’s Mount and Truro Cathedral, just for fun. And
while we’re on tour we’ll be meeting a choir from Falmouth who are putting on a
ceilidh for us.
Keep
doing new things, that’s a good motto for life, I reckon.
Happy
days.
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