This morning I played a recording session for a pop LDS album. Maybe pop isn't the right word. Maybe classical isn't the right word. To some, maybe music isn't even the right word.
I'm pretty unopinionated—when I go, I don't know what the projects are before I show up, so I look at the music, play a few whole notes, and wait for a check in the mail. Mostly, they're film scores or projects for the LDS Church or Deseret Book. Some of them are like these no-name indie projects from the other side of the country that come to Utah for affordable studio fares, like that one movie about the little girl who went to her uncle's house for the summer and the crazy aunt who just got out of the asylum murdered her little cousin and then stabbed the uncle—something like that.
Needless to say, I haven't heard a whiff about that movie on any popular market. I mean, the score for that movie was pretty dark, and everyone knows that a lame score makes for a lame movie (except in the case of What's Eating Gilbert Grape).
But strangely . . . some of the projects come back to haunt you.
Not that my crazy aunt has come to kill me. But sometime last year I played for the soundtrack for a program called “The Ten Virgins,” and then I forgot about it. And now my Relief Society is putting on the program, and I volunteered to sing. Isn't that wild? I get to pretend to be one of the ten virgins and go along with my own whole notes.
What a wonderful world.
2 comments:
I forgot about the Ten Virgins thing that we recorded... I better check it out. And I completely agree with you on the Mormon pop/soundtrack quality.
Oh man, that will be a great experience. My favorite is when people ask me my opinion on Mormon "pop" music, such as, "They are so talented and inspired. Don't you think?" What on earth do you say to that?
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