January 11, 2013
Singing for Their Supper
New York Times
During my brief tenure as a member of one of the nation’s oldest a cappella groups, the Whiffenpoofs of Yale, I learned a shortcut. I call it fakeappella. You keep your mouth very liquid, and when you get to a note and lyric that you are entirely sure of, you do to that note and lyric what a flame thrower would do to a piece of Kleenex.
So, at several points while singing at the tavern-like Mory’s — the private dining association in New Haven where the group has sung most Monday nights since 1909 — I mouthed, I emoted. A handful of middle-aged Yalie diners in the audience stared back at me placidly, none the wiser. Fakeappella is like singing along to “You’re So Vain” in the car and glossing over whether the dreams that Carly Simon had were “clouds in her coffee, clouds in her coffee” or “clowns in her coffee, clowns in her coffee.” Read more.
Posted by acapnews at January 11, 2013 10:40 PM