tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414826739553623574.post6104277765195625891..comments2024-03-26T16:06:54.317-04:00Comments on Reflections From The Bell Curve: Groucho And The Sweet SpotPat Bartonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15461263795359198289noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6414826739553623574.post-74256476315784219462016-05-19T15:43:43.609-04:002016-05-19T15:43:43.609-04:00"And though I have no expectations anyone wil..."And though I have no expectations anyone will publicly share their story..." Come on, Pat. I'm a live wire and you know it.<br />Welcome to three of my former or present worlds- the worlds of dance, barbershop harmony and Scrabble competitions. Unrelated as they may seem, experiences in these fields of endeavor have at times challenged, frustrated or bored me. The problem, as I see it, is making a decision that you are willing to give more than you will ever get in return. I'll go with the barbershop story.<br />Women's barbershop harmony uses the same terminology as men's, but the octaves are different. I was a baritone, which is the most challenging harmony part and I had a great ear. Before I knew what had happened, I was the baritone section leader in this chorus of 50+ voices. At rehearsals, each person sang into her own recorder at very close range. The baritones then handed me their tapes and I had to do a written critique of every incorrect note and lyric, so the singers could individually improve. Holy crap! Not exactly the sweet spot I was looking for.<br />But at performances and barbershop competitions, there were a few fantasy moments I do remember. So was it all worth it, you wonder? No, definitely, it was not.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18296034403405438438noreply@blogger.com