26 June 2013

How Glee Club Went Wrong, Part One: The Beginning

In my high school choir, most of us immediately fell in love with FOX's Glee. I mean, I'm sure a lot of you can see why: the glorification of singing pop songs to express our feelings, how we meet people we'd never normally get along with in choir, bonded by our love of music...

Anyway, the point is that it was our dream to be exactly like them. Two of my good friends decided to approach our choir director about making a Glee club for our school. It seemed like a good idea. We had auditions, we sang, we danced, and about 12 of us were a part of the new group. What could possibly have gone wrong with two awesome co-presidents?

The one issue with both of them was how independent each girl was. Auditions was the first example of things to come. One girl had gotten an outside party to lead us on those days, and the other was a bit cross. Not to mention, that dance was exceptionally difficult. I was sore for hours after auditions, and there were pirouettes and moves I'd never heard of or attempted before (or after) in life. However, we brushed it off as nothing and went along with it, knowing that nothing would bother the existence of the DV Glee Club too much.

After I made the club, I actually didn't attend for several months. Halloween was going to be our first performance, but I made it very clear to our leaders that day was not available, since it was my dad's birthday. They agreed I could sit out of rehearsal until such a time when I was needed again, and so I stayed home after school instead, wondering what was going on.

During my first actual rehearsal, only one of the presidents was there, and showed us an idea for a mash-up of no less than five songs that she had prepared. I was skeptical, but I let it pass. I was pretty sure nothing could go wrong.

Right?

Right?

... Riiiiiiiight?

Nope. Dead wrong. As usual.

Our other president led us in the following rehearsal, and at that time we decided to vote for positions, effectively demoting the other leader to VP. Our new VP didn't take the demotion kindly and promptly left when the news reached her. She had every right to be upset, but it was what it was. Our new solo president taught us a quick song for the upcoming Winter Choir Concert, and we rehearsed until we were more or less confidant with what we had. We performed, we were decent, and we congratulated each other on what had gone down. Hopefully, next semester's Glee Club would work out after our reauditions.

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