Tuesday, May 10, 2011


There are four choirs at LVA: Les Chantreuses- starting women's, Cantare- starting mixed, Bella Voz- advanced women's, and Academy Singers- advanced mixed.

By the way I sure hope you guys like LVA politics because I've been posting a lot about them huh?
Anyways here's the general idea:
Les Chantreuses is the group you go in if it's your first year at LVA and you're a girl. No exceptions, as far as I know. This is the group I'm in. At the end of the year you perform an audition in front of both choir directors and they decide which group to put you in the next year.
Cantare is the group you go into if its your first year at LVA and you're a guy. Or if you're a girl and you get placed into Cantare when you've finished your year in Les Chantreuses.
Bella Voz is the group you get put into if your a junior and a girl and you don't suck or a sophomore if you're really good. Bella Voz is AMAZING.
Academy Singers is the top group, the professional level, the chorus of angels. It's a very small group, only the best juniors ans seniors get in, no underclassmen.

So basically the typical girl goes like this:
Freshman year- Les Chantreuses -> Sophomore year- Cantare -> Junior year- Bella Voz -> Senior year- Academy Singers. Theoretically. If you're not good they will keep you back in Bella Voz or Cantare, but not Les Chantreuses.

BUT if you're really good they'll also let you skip Cantare and go straight to Bella Voz. This is my dream in life. If I make it into Bella Voz I will die happy. It's not that Cantare is bad or anything, but I don't want to go in there. It's Bella Voce or bust, because Bella Voz sounds like... like... perfection. Like an ethereal choir of wood nymphs or something equally lovely. I think I can do it. It's hard for sophomores to get in, but a few girls make it every year, it's totally possible. I've been practicing for days. I'm going to just blow my director's socks off. I'd better.

Did I mention my audition is tomorrow?


  1. When I was a freshman at BYU, I wasn't going to sing at all, even though at one point I was the #3 high school tenor in the state of Virginia. I thought I didn't have room in my schedule. About a week into the semester one of the guys on my floor came and asked me if I sang, and invited me to try out for the Men's Chorus, which is essentially Cantare to you. Apparently they were a few voices short. It met at a time I had a space for, so I went and sang.

    It was fairly easy stuff, but good stuff, and most of the guys were better than the ones I'd been singing with in high school. When the first "invited" practice was over, the director asked those of use newbies to come sing for him, just to make sure we were good enough.

    I sang through some stuff, then he had me sight read a few fairly simple pieces, and then he stopped and said, "sing this" and he played something on the piano. I repeated it back to him as best I could. Then he said, "can you free up an hour in your schedule at 2pm?" "Which days?" I asked him. "Every day," he said. 2pm was the time the Concert Choir met, the choir populated entirely by vocal performance majors. At the time, without being unnecessarily rude to the Mormon Tabernacle Choir, it was simply the best large choir in Christendom. Or a chorus of ethereal wood nymphs, if you prefer.

    And, of course, I could. There was one choir up the ladder from the Concert Choir, and that was the University Singers, which group was composed of those at BYU that were going to make a living singing, and who sing as if music were invented by them. But it was directed by Ronald Staheli, and though the man is a musical genius, his taste in music and mine are not compatible, so I never tried out for that.

    So that was my one day in Men's Chorus, followed by six glorious years in Concert Choir singing for a man named Mack Wilberg, who still directs the greatest large choir in Christendom, only now that choir's home is the Conference Center and Tabernacle at Temple Square, not the De Jong Concert Hall at BYU, because Wilberg is now the director of the Mormon Tabernacle Choir. As I'm sure you know.

    You'll do wonderfully well, and you'll end up where you should be, and when you get to BYU and sing for Roz Hall, who was one of my choirmates once upon a time, she'll put you in Concert Choir and you'll realize that wood nymphs, when they grow a bit older, sound even better than they do in high school.

    We all love you, and we're rooting for you, and we love you. And did I mention, we're proud of you and we love you?

  2. Awwww. :) I'm seriously touched. Thank you.


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