April 21st, 2007

Fanny

Spring Has Sprung. Take Two.

We're on our third of a string of warm 60 - 70 degree days. Sunshine, flowers everywhere, t-shirts and cropped pants, and how did I spend the day?

In a mildly disreputable church basement, under fluorescent lights, banging on gongs and metallophones. Yes, folks, this was our all-day dress rehearsal for the gamelan concert tomorrow evening. To the surprise of everyone involved, we seem to be ready to perform. We don't drop cues during Pangkur (much), the syncopations in the dhangdut* segion of Caping Nggunung flow out of the hands of the saron section like water, the singers have all learned how to sing riddle in Old Javanese, and yours truly is the mistress of the gongs in Janji Allah and has bent the two-against-three patterns in Penataan III to her formidable will. We are ready.

Now all we have to do is carry the gamelan upstairs and practice how to switch between instruments with a certain amount of grace. Javanese Fire Drill!





*The Indonesian version of rock 'n' roll. Really.
  • Current Music
    Caping Nggunung