An opportunity I had wanted to take advantage of for what felt like centuries, finally fell at my feet eighth-grade year. Excited to step into the fabulous world of show choir, I realized one slight dilemma. Dancing in my bedroom to the radio station Q92.3 was my only previous experience with dancing. And when I say dancing, I mean flailing my arms and moving my body in the most awkward way possible. Of course, I didn’t remember my limited experience until the first SFZ dance rehearsal. December of 2016 is when I officially experienced my first show choir rehearsal. The rehearsal was after school, so when the bell screeched through the speakers, dismissing school I made my way through the crowded halls to the gym. I was wearing brown combat boots and skinny jeans, not exactly what one would call appropriate for rehearsal. But as a first timer, Hawkins, (the music director) let me slide; meanwhile, at the time I didn’t believe that dancing could be that difficult.
All of the fellow people in Sforzando, the name of the show choir group, showed up in athletic wear and their hair pulled back. Most of the people studied me as if I were some mystical being that they thought they would never get to witness again.
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The shuffles made me question if I knew what the difference between right and left were. But the handshake incorporated into the dance really took me for a spin. “Side, side, clap, up, middle, down, clap, grab, grab, and pull away!” I heard Cami exclaim with her overly enthusiastic voice. Evidently, Cami could see my struggle. She told me I would get it eventually, but I shook my head in disbelief and smiled at her as she walked away. My partner had grown tired of me messing up the handshake, so he started rolling his eyes and becoming sassy towards me. I noticed that every time I made a mistake he looked up at his friend, who had been gawking at me from a distance. As a response, I considered just quitting and
On November 16th, 2013, I attended a concert choir, fall choral concert. This event took place on the Wheaton College Campus, in the Edman Chapel at 7:30 pm. The chapel was well-lit, with long pews for the audience to be seated. The concert began with the audience looking up into a balcony, where the ensemble stood in neat rows. They watched the conductor, who stood on a stage in front of the audience, waiting for their cue.
On a Wednesday night I saw Texas State Theatre and Dance Department's performance of A Chorus Line. The main plot of the musical entails the audition of 17 dancers for several Broadway roles on the chorus line. However, during their auditions the director Zach asks for personal stories of each dancer's life. Though the plot of this musical is seemingly simple in its twist on the traditional audition, it explores themes that reveal the human experience, the search for individuality, and the sense of self.
I have been in chorus and dance almost my entire life, singing and dancing are my passions and ever since I was young I have loved these activities and participated in events involving this. I've taken dance since I was four years old and still am now. One particular moment that represe...
The pleasant smell of chalk and mumbled chitter of elder woman filled my senses as I pulled on my jazz shoes. I’m only 16 but I’ve filled out all my papers and I have every right to be here. The auditions for the Maricopa Community Theatre’s Rendition of The Cell Block Tango.
The dance cannot exist with music alone; the choreography helps complete the dance. Choreography often involves learning dance from other dancers, or learning a new type of dance to make the existing one more exciting. Going beyond the normal boundary increases the chance that the dance will effectively intertwine the music and choreography, so the dance will go beyond the original idea. Shadowing neurosurgeon Dr. Norgran in high school and pulmonologist Dr. Yaeger in college, has given me a new perspective on going into a career in medicine. These people helped me to see that I would have to be willing to alter the music of my life in order to finish the dance of a medical career.
I had the pleasure of being in Western Kentucky University Dance Department’s concert, An Evening of Dance. The performance took place on April 29th through May 2nd in Russel Miller Theatre. It consisted of many works from faculty and guest artists. I felt like the concert was a success and that the choreography was all unique in its own way. I enjoyed the pieces that I performed, and the ones that my fellow company members were in. Through the analysis of “Petrichor”, I found that each production and chorographic element plays a large part in the successful outcome of a dance and emotional responses can be evoked by the simplest ideas.
... social dance. Many people in today’s society enjoy social; dancing. Chapter eleven dance concert, properly planning and establishing a dance concert is of the utmost importance. The partnership with the lighting designer usually takes priority over all other factors. One of the most important issues concerning customers has to do with mobility. The dancer must be able to move comfortably in the costume. The task of producing a dance concert is an overwhelming and tiring one. Chapter twelve dance in education and career in dance, many dance educators present the argument that teaching and learning dance as an art form is obviously absent from the American student education. There has always been and always will be people who have a love, desire, and passion to instruct and learn the art of dance, will ensure an important place for dance in higher education.
While a student in the dance program at Detroit High School for the Fine and Performing A...
However, New York Public Schools offered ballroom dancing classes to low-income students of color, which allowed the arts to be included in their curriculum. Watching the film, I observed the positive reaction the children had to the dance classes. Overall, they were exposed to different cultures, made new friendships, became more confident, and aware of different career options such as professional dancers or singers (Agrelo, 2005).
At the age of sixteen, I had been doing community theater for a couple of years at The Quincy Music Theater. In this particular season, there was one show I wanted to do with all of my heart, Crazy For You by George and Ira Gershwin. The female lead in this musical is Polly Baker and she would sing some of my favorite songs such as “Someone to Watch Over Me” and “Embraceable You”. The problem was I was sixteen and would be competing with college students for this role. This, however, didn’t scare me it only strengthened my resolve to fully prepare and bring my best to this audition.
It was the beginning of the show. I was so nervous. It was as if there was a thousand eyes just staring at you. Of course it’s not my part yet. I didn’t even know why I was freaking out. I didn’t say anything, I just had to sit in a chair
Meanwhile, my voice inevitably shook in rhythm with the music. I was filled from head to toe with terror, but pushed through it. Why did I agree to do the Christmas show in the first place? I knew I didn’t like talking in front of large groups, so what made me think singing and playing guitar would be fine? Nothing. I was pressured into doing it. “It will be fun!” my neighbor, teacher, and friend Tim said, “Your family will love it!” He was right about the second part, but at least for me, it was far from
Being overly timid and lacking any form of singing expertise, I reluctantly enrolled into Glee Singing; a breadth subject for those that are socially-adept and those that exude bravado; and unbeknownst to me, Glee Singing was none of those preconceived notions. My stigmatised assumptions were relinquished when I attended my first singing tutorial, which was also when I came to a revelation - singing was the antidote in relieving myself from a stagnant uninspired lifestyle as it provided me with an avenue for creative expression. Moreover, learning about the fundamentals of singing helped me develop a greater appreciation for the technicalities involved, for instance; pushing the tip of my tongue onto the bottom of my teeth and cackling like
I remember vaguely, my stomach shaking and lips quivering. I wanted to be there and I wanted to stay there, but, in my head, something was wrong. My surroundings, the voices, and the environment just didn’t feel right to me. The place I had arrived at was where I had been hoping to go, for years, yet being there brought a different type of emotion to my mind. My assumed feeling was happiness and joy, but in the instance that I was there, anxiety and fear flooded through my mind. I couldn’t find any valid reasons as to why I was feeling this way. After all, I was only attending a concert.
Dancing has been something that I’ve enjoyed since age six. It’s usually something that’s done with music, a rhythm, a beat, and/or a melody. Dancing may not be something that everybody can do well, but, still, they do it. People just feel the need to move when they hear a song or beat that intrigues them. There are people in this world who know their capabilities, but are too afraid to be critiqued by others; I am one of those people. My parents have always told me that I have the gift of dance. I never wanted to believe that I held this gift because I’d feel obligated to showcase it; I don’t enjoy it when everyone’s attention is directed towards me. I also felt like they were over exaggerating my dancing skills which, to me, are on the same level as any other person. A few weeks ago, the song “Broad Shoulders” by Taylor Bennett featuring Chance the Rapper played on my Pandora for the first time. I may be interpreting it wrong, but it speaks to me in a way. This song makes me ponder on the thought that, maybe, dancing is the purpose that God has ordained for my