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Some extra photos

Thanks to Gloria who kept snapping photos while we were busy, here are some more interesting ones for ya! Photos after the jump…

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A week later

Sunday, our sixth day on this Brazil trip, we gave another concert at the same church as the previous night. I think it was packed even tighter tonight, and the television people brought their camera this time!

I think we did superbly on this particular evening. Everything went pretty smoothly, especially having the camera there, as well as teachers and students that we had met in the last few days. We didn’t quite have our usual dinner as we left for this concert, but there was some nice things in store for us!

This is what I had been waiting for all week… a Brazilian-style pizzeria! The place was Hippo Pizza, and I don’t remember what we ordered, but it was a mix of cheese, chicken, artichoke, ham,… whole mess of stuff you normally wouldn’t find in the states. Dee-lish.

The important thing is, we had dessert pizza. It was between chocolate pizza and and a hot, banana-cinammon and mozarella pizza. The banana pizza is just… incomparable (see photo above)!

Following dinner, we were told by some of the locals (and Ingrid) that pizzerias in Brazil aren’t just… well… pizzas like they are at home. It’s definitely a gourmet setting, for occasions, a tad dressy even. Think California PIzza Kitchen but a titch nicer still. There ya go.

They also say there are three important things during any meal at a place like this. The pizza. The futebol match. The beer. Gourmet pizza and a cold Chopp definitely goes down well.

The next day was somewhat… not normal. Not bad, just unexpected. I think we were asked to go play at a corporate event. 50th anniversary of the area’s first diary-product factory, or something. Company name: Calu. I think I saw a slogan like “Calu, for you!” Anyway, when your day starts out by seeing a motorcyclist with an exhaust pipe for who-knows-what and everyone in the car has to take a picture, then something’s up.

The event turned out to be quite alright with some fantastic dessert afterwards. We also got door prizes, you know, mugs and pencil sets. Great swag. We played the whole Dvorak in a warehouse-turned-party-room with fans fluttering and people muttering quite a bit, but they loved it at the end! It’s these little things that make performing it fun. The little mixer afterwards was fun, but awkward at times. (See photo below of bewildered Karen. I give it five stars.)

We finished the evening by going to one of the state universities to pick up an instrument. Walking into the recital hall, we heard a chamber orchestra playing Vivaldi, and couldn’t help but creep in! We peeked into the hall only find a nice welcome from some of the new friends we had made and a teacher who let us borrow a violin in the days prior.

I found it rather fun listening to another group perform after quite a while. Of the players, we saw Raphael and Isaac, a couple cellists we had seen at an earlier master class and evening performance, we met a few more violinist and violists who had mentioned they’d play for us the next day. People have been wonderfully welcoming and warm to us, perhaps our playing? Where we’re from? Anyway, they’re great.

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Newspaper Interview!

Check it out! The article on us was in Portuguese obviously, so I couldn’t read it. Front page of the entertainment section!

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Big full day for us

Saturday was chock-full of events for us. We started our morning right with a nice breakfast and promptly headed to rehearse for the day’s performances. After lunch we went to another part of Uberlandia and visited a small local community center that held music classes for some of the kids.

We played a couple movements from the Dvorak for them and by the end of it, they were clapping and beaming with smiles! The only thing proving difficult was that this room was just concrete walls. Playing in a bathroom-sounding place is nice. But not with trying to listen to three other players and keeping it all good and stuff.

Then we switched. Four of the students got to play some Vivaldi for us as a quartet. Then we got a chance to give them advice and critique some of the playing. I got to see how excited it had made them to learn from us and apply it to their playing right away! Wow.

Out first performance followed in the evening with a pretty impressive crowd! The advertisement in the newspaper, on television, and of course the conservatory and music organizations associated with Grandma Cora had put up posters seemingly everywhere!

The church sounded wonderful, and it was small and intimate enough for the audience to appreciate, hopefully. Boy, I wish I could’ve heard it from out there and see what it was like.

Afterward the concert, we were greeted wonderfully by some of the audience members, teachers, string players, and students alike… then one of our new friends, Eduardo, took us out to a local hang-out spot. His mother, Gloria, is one of the assistants to Grandma Cora and also helps to manage a lot of administrative things with the music program here. (Which inadvertantly means driving us everywhere, picking things up, getting other things all week for us! Muito Obrigado!)

Much fun being had. Thanks for reading! Friends… feel free to COMMENT! I’m not desperate.

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Here to there…

As I’m typing up this on my flight to Brazil, I couldn’t help but switch my iPod to the last Men’s Chorale album, Restoration. Sorry for the onslaught of the last few entries, but it was worth typing out.

We said our quick goodbyes and finished off tour as we all arrived at APU and then split, but I’ll definitely miss those not returning and those graduating. The legacy of this group is something special… I spoke about it at the group gathering on the North Shore, but those that have come through the Chorale owe it to each other and to the guys coming in year after year, to pass on what this group means to them. To pass on the brotherhood that is created with each new group that is formed year after year. To each person, it means something different, but I can tell you that there’s great significance.

Personally, I owe a big thank you to those that came before me. For the way they accepted people like myself, fostered a relationship that only a group of guys can experience, and really kept the leadership of this group going.

As I’m jumping to four different time zones within the span of two days,… (Honolulu, LA, Dallas, Sao Paulo), I’m laughing to myself at the two extremes I’m going between…

Singing. Side by side with 65 other men. Fettke, McKay, and Wilhousky. No rehearsals, Just stage to stage. Crazy roommates.

Viola. With my three colleagues in the quartet. Schubert, Dvorak, and Beethoven. Personal practice, rehearsals, teaching, performing. Own room.

Wow. If I come back a little out of sync, you’ll know why. It’s gonna be a fun one!

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So this entry was obviously done earlier. Just wanted to let anyone out there know, you can feel free to post comments about anything; I’d love to see who’s out there also!

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