snart är det Lucia

This evening was the second to last choir practice before our traditional Luciatåg (St.Lucia "train") on Friday. This year I am the only alto in the group who will be performing. Luckily, our director gave us a few songs where I get to sing with the tenors.


There is no way I would have been willing to be the only one when I joined this choir nine years ago, but now it kinda feels like no big deal. It also feels like I dare sing out more, because if I happen to sing something wrong* it won't be as noticeable without someone else singing the right alto note. Perhaps I am imagining that part, but it is comforting nonetheless.


*I will never actually know if (or is that when?) I sing a wrong note. I grew up with a hearing problem, and didn't understand that human voices actually did different notes. To this day I still can't pass the test "is the note I am singing the same or different than the one you are singing?" I am told that these days I can sing a song correctly, if I start on the correct note, but I usually need someone else to point up or down to help me find that note.