In my mid-20s, a series of coincidences and minor miracles brought me to an audition for the choir at Chicago’s St James Cathedral. I narrowly skated by the sight-reading audition — I was rusty, and I’ve never been great in music auditions.
Hi! This is Alix. I love reading and listening to you on the internet. Anyway, I particularly cherished reading this. I was intimidated by everyone at St. James the entire time I was there. And I also can't tell one Howells from the other. :)
Hi! This is Alix. I love reading and listening to you on the internet. Anyway, I particularly cherished reading this. I was intimidated by everyone at St. James the entire time I was there. And I also can't tell one Howells from the other. :)