I'm sorry, lj. I'll try to be better about coming to see you more often.
I think I can sum up my level of immersion by saying that I've reached the point where I can't stop identifying pitches. Everywhere I go.
The refrigerated case near the deli at HEB hums a C.
The vacums at school are a B.
The checkouts at HEB are an Eb.
My car beeps a C when I put the key in the ignition.
An intelligent update when I am not supposed to be:
-Writing a movement lesson plan for PK to present tomorrow.
-Singing the la and do pentachords on any/all starting pitches
-A gazillion sightsinging lines
-preparing a sing/play exercise to play for class tomorrow on sml
-learning parts for ensemble in hungarian and serbian, to be ready for performance in trio (if called on)
-creating master copies of 2 additional songs for collection
-writing analysis sheets for these songs
-conducting "A la puerta" and "Path to the Moon"
...and probably something else, that's just what I remember off the top of my head. Time to check the "list..."
(Tara, are you smiling yet?) ;)