How to Plan a Strategic Retreat

Step 1: Gather your essential supplies and personnel

Tim wonders if the food will all fit

Retreat would not be complete without mass quantities of Nutella and microwave lasagna! Each retreat we rely on a generous member who possesses a vehicle that we can stuff full of bagels, chips, and everything else a singer uses for fuel. Some cars are more full than others…but never fear! Five loaves of bread make an excellent pillow.

Step 2: Foster bonding amongst the troops

No retreat is successful if the troops aren’t united! Pre-and post-rehearsal bonding are crucial to the overall success of the group.

Step 3: Rehearse, Rehearse, Rehearse

You will never retreat properly if you don’t spend at least 10 hours rehearsing. It may sound difficult, but look: you get breaks! Nothing like a weekend in the woods to bring out your inner lumberjack, eh Mark? 

Looks like it brings out Mike’s inner psychopath. 

Step 4: Feed the troops

Rebellion will break out if the troops don’t get their food! With a slight oven mishap, we rely on the microwave to deliver sustenance.

Step 5: Celebrate victory!

If you followed this five-step plan, your retreat was a success! Settle down for some well-deserved libations and begin planning for the next battle season.

This post was written by one of our fearless leaders, Managing Director Martha Keller.

Old Roots

Choir member Dave Parker seems like a calm and easy-going guy when you first meet him. But his affable exterior hides the soul of a lucha libre wrestler, as I discovered on October 6, when, before my very eyes, he tore a stump from the earth with his bare hands.

 

Admittedly, he had some help. Nine other members of the 18th Street Singers had joined him that Saturday to dig up the lawn in front of First Trinity Lutheran Church. We’d been hard at work all morning, loosening the soil with our shovels and pick-axes.

The church, which sits on the corner of 4th and E St. NW, has long been our choir’s home. Stroll by on a Monday evening, and you’ll probably hear our songs wafting out from its main hall. It’s the site of our rehearsals and our annual winter concert.

For almost a decade, pastors Wendy and Tom have lent their space to us. But that’s just business-as-usual for this institution, which emphasizes community and public service. Aside from feeding and clothing the homeless, the church also runs a restaurant next door that helps to get people on their feet by training them in food service.

Hoping to be of service ourselves, we signed up for the church’s latest project: preparing the grounds for a new rain-fed garden of indigenous plants. Before the plants could be installed, someone needed to uproot the old bushes and trees. That’s where we came in.

Fred Hall and John Stassen arrived early at 9 a.m. and helped members of the congregation smite the smaller plants. By 10 a.m., a bunch of us were wreaking havoc on a long row of hedges. Ben Olinsky and Ben Wallace demonstrated their prowess with the clippers, while Meredith Ewer-Speck dirtied her neon pink shoes and Pastor Tom hacked everything to bits with a chainsaw. Our bellies stuffed with donuts and bagels, we sang a South African tune as we worked, a folk song that we’ll sing at the church again before long when we return for our winter concert.

While some jumped up and down in a dumpster to pack down severed branches and leaves, others repainted fences. Rasika Teredesai sanded down the old paint while Mark Hays tripped out on the fumes of new paint. Michelle Luke ended up with more paint on her shirt than on her brush.  

By noon, only a patch of bare ground remained. And a folk saying came to mind: “old roots run deep.” Our aching arms testified both to its literal truth and to the strengthening of the old roots that have long nourished both the choir and the church.

This post was written by horticultural chronicler and 18th Street Singers social chair Devin Powell.

Meet the Newbie: Katie Morrison

This summer, we scoured the District for some top talent to join our ranks. When the dust settled, only one candidate remained: alto Katie Morrison. 

Born in Germany, and schooled in the same Texas town as Redskins star Robert Griffin III, this Army brat (her words, not ours) has lived all over the place, singing in every choir imaginable along the way. But now that she has traveled the world, she is making her post-college home in metro DC, which is working out quite well for us. Katie is in her second year teaching elementary school music in Herndon, VA.  When not working with her well-behaved students, her many interests include catching jazz at HR-57, dogs (but not cats), the color yellow, and the film score for the 2000 historical war film The Patriot. We’re also particularly excited to hear that while president of her college choir at JMU, Katie planned a tour to England and Wales. This means that overseas travel is in our near future—right, Katie?? 

Meet Katie: The Facts 

Name: Katie Morrison

Voice Part: Soprano Alto

Born: Germany

Lives in: Herndon, VA

College: James Madison University (2010)

Day Job: Elementary school music teacher

How did you find out about 18SS?: A friend from college, Anna Robinson, recommended it and said it was similar to the choir we sang in together

Favorite food: Greek and German cuisine. Gyros!

Favorite spot in DC: HR-57

Coolest musical experience: Performing and competing in Wales at the Llangollen International Musical Eisteddfod.

Favorite composers: Morten Lauridsen, John Williams (mostly for his breathtaking Oscar-nominated work in The Patriot)

Hidden talent: Singing with my mouth closed

Will you be planning an international tour for 18SS?:  (Laughing) “Nope, sorry. Did it once, not doing it again.”

So you’re interested, then: “I never want to do it again… It was the worst year and a half of my life.”

Thanks in advance, Katie! We couldn’t have made it to Europe without you!

Your favorite John Williams film score? I bet you didn’t even think of this one.

This post was written by communications director and master interrogator Mike Rowan.

The Season Begins

Alto and managing director Martha Keller is REALLY excited for some Benjamin Britten…or maybe just to see everyone again.

It’s hard to believe we’re back already! After a summer of relaxation, travel, and the occasional Call Me Maybe sing-along, Monday nights are rehearsal time once again. It’s been great to catch up with friends that I haven’t seen as much over the past few months.

We spent most of this week’s rehearsal working on Benjamin Britten’s Hymn to St. Cecilia, a setting of a poem by W.H. Auden. Aside from the music, there’s a fairly interesting backstory to the piece that I’d like to share with you.

Britten began work on the piece while living in the United States in 1940. However, in 1942, Britten decided to return to his native England, by then in the midst of the Second World War. As he departed from New York City, customs inspectors confiscated the partially-completed work, fearing that it contained some kind of hidden code. Britten was forced to begin anew, and re-wrote the score during his journey to Europe. The finished piece was first performed by on November 22, 1942 – both St. Cecilia’s Day and Britten’s 29th birthday.

With our fearless leader Ben Olinsky unavailable this week, we were capably led in rehearsal by Assistant Music Director Sarah Redmond. Upon first glance at the 44-page score, I wasn’t sure how much we’d be able to cover. I was pleasantly surprised when we managed to work through a large portion of the piece, and I came away feeling like I had a great handle on it. Personally, I’ve had a mixed experience singing Britten in the past, but I’m really enjoying the Hymn to St. Cecilia so far. It has a nice mix of tempos, and selfishly, there are a couple of great tenor lines. It should make a great centerpiece to our concerts this season!

This post was written by tenor and 18th Street Singers webmaster extraordinaire Tim Schmitz.