Last night was our first performance of the Messiah. It was just wonderful. Julie was surprised when the audience stood for the Hallelujah Chorus, but I told her it was traditional. Mostly we sang the right notes, mostly we came in where we should have done, and mostly we stood/sat when we should have done. I found it terribly easy to get caught up in listening to the performance and being caught a little short when it was our turn to sing! None of us suddenly chorused forth when we should have been quiet. Generally it went well, and by the fourth performance we should be pretty good. We are trying to persuade the Man and the Boy to attend, and maybe they will.
It wasn't a knitter-free performance by a long shot. After all, Julie and I were there, but so too was BlueMountainsKnits, who looks after lighting in the Opera House. She took a picture of the choir, and if you search very closely, you can see Julie and I singing away.