Sunday, December 12, 2004

Jingling

It's time for Christmas carols once more. How many times in your life must you sing ‘Jingle Bells’ or ‘Silver Bells’ before you've had enough of Christmas?

Having seen 33 Christmases before, I guess I'll never tire of it. That's just a drop in the bucket compared to more than 2,000 holidays the Christian world has celebrated in the past.

How long will parents lie to their children about Santa Claus? Guess they never will. Because lying somehow buys parents some peace from an other rowdy bunch of offspring.

Singing Christmas songs is fine. But the new keyboard gives me the creeps. Or maybe it's the way the pre-recorded songs were stored.

Some are on the internal memory, some on diskettes (unlabelled). But it's a welcome change from the previous keyboard, which had been put in semi-retirement. The number of octaves in the new one is the same, but the controls are a lot funkier. I guess it takes some getting used to, this new toy.

My choirmates haven't really lost their spurs. Singing at the Burj Al Arab, the world's most luxurious hotel, for two days (Christmas Eve and on Christmas Day) won't be such a bad idea to make mid-life memories.

My role? Nothing to do with singing, though. It's just to find the accompaniments stored on diskettes and relax when the choir starts jingling along.

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