Bree's Winter Choir Concert

December 13, 2010

Two Mondays in a row of winter choir concerts. Bree's winter concert is a huge production involving all of the high school choirs, the orchestra, and the band. This isn't much different from Danielle's choir concert, except that these are kids who, by and large, choose to be in these organizations (rather than participating because their parents think it would be 'fun'). Most of these kids have been refining their talent for several years by this time, and the level of performance professionalism is quite impressive. They sounded great!

Bree, Nicole Meister, and Simone Leighty

Bree and me
Bree and Macie Mellor

Bree, Shelby Jett, Alberto Martin, and Austin Woodard
Austin and me

Maddy Roubicek's solo

Austin and Dhan
Emily Blake, Natalie Meier, and Kendra Carlson

Nicole, Simone, and Maddy
Anna Haines and Macie Mellor
Shelby and Bree

Kaitlyn, Mallory, Layla, Bree, and Shelby
Macie and her parents, Greg and Cindi

What a Football Stadium Means To Me

June 26, 2010

For most people, a football stadium is all about the thrill of the game, practice brought to fruition through sweet victory, and rivals defeated through dedication and teamwork. Well, it's that for me, too, but it has nothing to do with football. For me (and a lot of other people I know) it's all about the half-time and the pageantry of marching band and drum corps.

The 1980s was the heyday of marching band in Clovis Unified, and Clovis High's Golden Cougar Marching Band was sitting on the top of the throne. We were powerful, formidable, and an awesome force to be reckoned with. And yet, we were kids--probably kids who didn't realize in the moment what a lasting effect our experiences would have on us, and how nearly tangible some of the memories we were building would become. These experiences and memories were dreamed and willed into being by our director, the incomparable Mel Stratton.

Mel touched many lives in his years at Clovis High, in ways he couldn't have known. Take, for example, the extraordinary numbers of his former students from those days who are now successful band directors in their own right. But he lived, both before and after those days, as a fixture in the Drum Corps world as well. As a matter of fact, several of us from Clovis High and many surrounding schools had the privilege of marching under his direction in the corps he and his wife Patty founded, The California Dons. The Dons were a short-lived corps with the fire and fight of the underdog, and it played the part of the training ground to send many young musicians and guard members off to prestigious corps like The Blue Devils and Santa Clara Vanguard, among others, when the Dons closed their doors.

Last night our city hosted a drum corps show, and Mel and Patty opened their homes up for a pre-show open house for his marching band and corps alumni. We watched old video footage and looked at pictures, many of which most of us had never seen. Mostly, though, we reminisced. There was a lot of, "Remember when we the bus broke down and we had to get out and push?" "Remember the show when we arrived so late that we had to jump right off the buses and onto the field?" "Remember the feeling when we walked off the field at Nationals?" "Remember...." And yes, we did. We all remembered. There was so much to remember, and so many people to remember. We made some amazing friends in those organizations. (Being in such close quarters for so many weeks or months or years will do that.) We also got to travel and see things most of us, myself included, would never have had the opportunity to see or do at that age without being involved in those organizations. And most of us got to experience for the first time a real sense of family and community outside the families we were born into. Sure, there were squabbles every now and again, and there was a lot of hard work, but the family came first, and we were all working toward a common goal--one that we were successful at reaching, much more often than not.

At the Drum Corps show, after having spent the afternoon reliving fond memories, I was instantly transported back to the days that made my high school experience such formative time in my life. It's amazing how seeing those shows can bring you back to the exhilaration of performing and the euphoria of hearing the hard-earned cheers from the crowds. You remember, but with fondness, the sweat, frustration, exhaustion, and yes, even tears that go into building those shows. You also think, "Yeah, but it was all worth it." We were learning so much that wasn't just about music or dance or flags or even marching. We were learning that if the goal is worth reaching, it's worth working hard for. We were learning discipline, including self-discipline, and responsibility. There is no faking it if two hundred other people are depending on you to be in your spot and know your job. We were learning respect, not only for those in charge, but even more importantly, for ourselves. And most important of all, we were learning that we were capable of so much more than we thought we were capable of before we began. We were learning to believe in ourselves. We were becoming young men and women; we were growing up.

Thank you again, Mel and Patty, for all that you did for me, and for all that you did for all of us.




Mel and Patty and Me
Jeanne Butler, Danny Pena, and Jennifer Cole Hernandez
Danny and Me
Shawn, Judy, and Marty
Tony Bernal and Me
Brad Riley with the Dons uniform (not quite his size)
Jennifer Cole Hernandez, Steve Sprague, Jeanne Butler
Mel and Danny
Michele Falk and Pat Murray
Stacey Reece King, Kelley Young, Jenny Howell Eastman
Mel and Randy Guill

Santa Clara Vanguard
Blue Devils

Thrilling Finale

May 21, 2010

Every year, the high school choir kids look forward to the Spring Concert, with good reason. All the Latin high-brow festival tunes go out the window, and the kids sing more contemporary, toe-tappin' sorts of songs. They also get the opportunity to showcase individual talents, since there are several solos, duets, and small group numbers interspersed with the bigger choir numbers. The show typically has a sense of humor about itself as well, so it's a lot of fun for the kids as well as all the parents and siblings who populate the audience.

Brianna decided not to audition for one of the smaller showcase numbers this year, but several of her friends did. The big highlight from this year, though, was the Thriller number, which was performed by all three choirs combined--Women's Choir, Concert Choir, and Chamber Singers. Just after intermission, the kids all took the stage in fine zombie form and paid tribute to that iconic 80's dance number. Even the choir director got in on the fun!


Mallory Lewis, Shelby Jett, and Brianna


Thriller!


Layla, Austin, Natalie, Shelby, and Brianna


Mom under zombie attack!



A little too cute to be zombies--Shelby and Brianna

Bollywood

May 18, 2010

Saturday was Brianna's spring dance recital for her dance p.e. class. They decided to do something different this year, so instead of jazz, they choreographed and performed a Bollywood number. Bree's friend Amber had lots of outfits in her family that they donated to the girls in the routine, so she actually gets to keep hers. (I think the color is really great on her!) I didn't get great pictures of the routine during the show, since they don't allow photography, but one of her friends took some great pictures back stage. (Normally I don't let the whole 'no photography' thing get in the way of me taking pictures of my kids. I took pictures clandestinely, but none came out very clear.)