My younger sister Naomi is a very talented singer and is currently studying at WAAPA. She sang during my wedding ceremony last December, and it has been wonderful hearing her voice and abilities change as she progresses through her studies.
Just over a week ago we had a lovely “Afternoon of Song” listening to her sing at the Perth College Chapel. This brought back a whole flood of school time memories as I snuck upstairs to the choir loft to take pictures. My “attendance” at Chapel when at school usually consisted of me “singing in the choir” – which meant going up to the choir loft, then sneaking into one of the side rooms to gossip/ read/ whatever. Not because I had a particular aversion to chapel, more for the teenage ego to say “haha! I beat you school. I didn’t go when I was supposed to.” Yes I was a giant rebel.
So, I was on the lookout for lightning bolts and the ground cracking open to swallow me up… 😉
It was an hour of beautiful goose-bump producing singing, with fabulous accompaniment, awesome expressions and a gorgeous gold dress. Naomi sang in all kinds of fancy languages – I loved watching her expressions as she was singing as it was clear she understood every word she said, and it almost looked like she was expecting responses from us. Yet I imagine 99% of the audience was blissfully ignorant and just letting the words wash over them in song form. I do remember she said one of the songs was written by a cat, and was therefore in cat-ish. Or maybe not. A cat WAS mentioned. I promise.
To finish it off we had the usual family over-catering-competition to fill us up. It’s never an “official” competition, but mention the words “afternoon tea” or “lunch” or “gathering of random strangers” and my family will do somersaults to provide insane quantities of food, that they just “whipped up”. No, no, they don’t do it to see who makes the best food, but rest assured you will be asked, several times, if you had tried some of their X, or if I managed to get some Y before all the people ate it because “it’s very popular, you know”.
It was a fabulous turn out, I was almost expecting it to be a surprise wedding as half my wedding guest list was there. Except, this time I was (happily) on the other side of the camera, and my sister was the amazingly deserved focus of attention.
Congratulations little sister. Remember the little people when you are singing at Lincoln Centre or La Scala or “Insert famous opera house here” (I’m out…. that’s all I know about opera).
Looking forward to the next one!!
My holy sister taking a break with St Michael between songs.
Returning for a beautiful duet.
Naomi and Tim the amazing pianist.
Just for fun 🙂
Om nom nom