"When did you know you were dead?"

"When did you know you were dead?"

‘When did you know you were dead?"

That was the question from one of the audience members after our performance as part of ‘The Events’ a play on opening night of the PuSh Festival. 

You think that was an interesting question, consider taking part in a play where you didn’t know the name of the play, the subject of the play or the part you were to perform in the play.  As a choir we were given 6 or 7 songs to learn.  Some were actual songs, one was in Norwegian, one was just the sound ooooom. W e were told to be at the venue 2 hours early and were shown where we would sit and stand and were given some cues so we knew when we were to sing.   

I had volunteered to read and was handed a paragraph about the mating habits of primates. ...   

When the show started, I thought it was about a boy with Autism. Nope, it was about a boy who shoots and kills a choir and the effect that has on the surviving choir director.   

What affect does that have on the choir playing the part?  We didn’t know at first what was going on. We sat, we stood, we sang and gradually the context of the story began to take shape and our singing began to change. Blair was in the audience and said that as the play progressed we became more and more cohesive and sounded better and better.   

When did I realize we were dead?  I didn’t because as a choir we came to life!