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Ahh, Neighbors

Today, the Hyde Park singers experienced one of those fun little moments that you only ever really get at urban house singings. We had a pretty good class tonight, and after the break, fired up on cookies and strawberries, we were tearing through Easter Morn -- we took it at a slightly faster clip than the recording, and pitched it a little higher. It being a warm night, our lovely hostess rhobike had the windows open. No sooner had we finished than we heard applause drifting up from the street below! We thanked them and moved on to the next tune.

After the singing, some of us headed out along 55th Street, and one of the neighbors stopped us at the corner and asked if we were the singing people. We said yes, and told him a little about the music. He said that he always looks forward to hearing it. His guests think he's weird: "They're singing AGAIN!" "Yes, I know, isn't it nice?" "You don't mind them?" "I think they're relaxing." We invited him to press the buzzer and come up the next time he heard the music.

One thing about Hyde Park people -- they're used to seeing and hearing a lot of weird things. A dozen Harp singers just won't faze them.

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jelazakazone
Sep. 21st, 2007 12:10 pm (UTC)
What a cool story. Thanks for sharing:)!
frenchpony
Sep. 21st, 2007 01:08 pm (UTC)
Cool neighbors are a great blessing when one lives in a city.
rhobike
Sep. 21st, 2007 02:51 pm (UTC)
This really makes me laugh. I am quite tickled. I think I will read it again so I can have another smile.

I regret insulting your choice of song last night. It is generally my policy only to insult Jim H.'s choice of songs :-)
frenchpony
Sep. 21st, 2007 03:42 pm (UTC)
Well, now if a complete and total stranger turns up at your house on the 25th, you know who to blame.

I regret insulting your choice of song last night.

Which one? "Prodigal Son?" Ah, but you sang it anyway, and that's what counts.
heartofoshun
Sep. 21st, 2007 05:56 pm (UTC)
Great story. I think I mentioned to you that I lived in Hyde Park for deveral years. Loved it.
frenchpony
Sep. 21st, 2007 07:31 pm (UTC)
I don't know if the guy we met on the street was the same one who applauded, but it's nice to know that the neighbors like us.
meggins
Sep. 22nd, 2007 02:14 am (UTC)
I'd like to hear singing through my open window. Instead I get barking dogs. (Not random barking dogs either but the ones boarded up at the kennel. Sometimes joined by the ones staying overnight at the vet's.)
frenchpony
Sep. 22nd, 2007 02:20 am (UTC)
One of our saving graces, I think, is that we've been singing together long enough that we're actually kind of good at it. We don't tend to go horribly off-key for long stretches of time, and we can do some pretty complex tunes. Add to that a certain distance between us and the street, and I think we might sound kind of nice from that distance.
ns_tulkas
Sep. 22nd, 2007 03:03 pm (UTC)
I used to love listening to my demented flat mate play the piano. It was relaxing, and not intrusive at all. My friends and family always wondered how I could stand it, and I didn't understand how it bothered them at all.

Only she didn't respond so well when I complimented her as you did. I told her it was like being in a Jane Austen novel, and she thought I was comparing her to Mary in Pride & Prejudice! X_X

You had strawberries! I envy you.
frenchpony
Sep. 22nd, 2007 03:07 pm (UTC)
I think that, especially if the music is well performed, most people just get used to it after a while.

rhobike always provides good food. Her chocolate chip cookies are to die for, as are the oatmeal date ones, and lately, she's been serving some kind of fruit and a bowl of almonds along with the cookies.

Which reminds me. I'm hosting on Thursday, so I need to get food for that.
ns_tulkas
Sep. 23rd, 2007 10:38 am (UTC)
chocolate chip cookies are to die for *weeps* I am SO hungry right now...
elliska
Sep. 22nd, 2007 07:12 pm (UTC)
That's awesome! And I'd much rather have you for neighbors. Friday night my neighbors started their cool-weather weekend ritual--getting drunk and playing yard darts. So today we did our part in their ritual and put the hurricane shutters on the windows on their side of the house (where they will stay until it is once again too hot for them to endanger our windows and us every Friday evening). *Sigh*
frenchpony
Sep. 22nd, 2007 07:24 pm (UTC)
Aren't yard darts illegal or something?

I have to say, with one memorable exception, the neighbors of Hyde Park have been very good about putting up with shape-note singings for ten years. We love them for it.
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