I'm the slap fights
Let's be the gay men's chorus
by Anonymous | reply 236 | August 2, 2024 6:59 PM |
[quote] I'm the STI that keeps passing from one chorus member to the other. I'll never die. I'll mutate and grow stronger.
by Anonymous | reply 1 | July 21, 2024 11:33 AM |
I'm the latest house awarded me in some lonely heart's will: 3 Million, 5 Million, plus some cash to facilitate unloading the property and topping up the cash reserves.
We have a nice holiday party for the chorus members each year, but really we should consider giving each member a gold brick for all the money left us every year or two for fuck knows why.
by Anonymous | reply 2 | July 21, 2024 11:34 AM |
I’m the obesity.
by Anonymous | reply 3 | July 21, 2024 11:36 AM |
I'm the aging boomer conductor with an equal amount of charisma, mental health, and socialisation problems, facing retirement with fewer and fewer sycophants to feed my narcissistic beast...like many surviving gay male "leaders" of my era.
by Anonymous | reply 4 | July 21, 2024 11:38 AM |
I’m the pervasive gay face that can be seen from the cheap seats.
by Anonymous | reply 5 | July 21, 2024 11:41 AM |
I'm the desperate sluttery at the weekend retreat.
by Anonymous | reply 6 | July 21, 2024 11:47 AM |
I am the 10 friends "invited" to show up and support them.
by Anonymous | reply 7 | July 21, 2024 11:56 AM |
I'm the tuneless harmonies on everything.
by Anonymous | reply 8 | July 21, 2024 12:00 PM |
I'm the silent acceptance of the really, really, really bad music from within the gay choral movement.
I'm also the intense amount of social pressure to heap praise and emotional caterwauling on that schlock.
by Anonymous | reply 9 | July 21, 2024 12:00 PM |
I'm the puerile sex related puns/jokes that dominate every rehearsal. These include;
"Sorry, I have something stuck in my throat"
"Did you say 'pianist' fingers?"
"Let's take it from the top *wink wink*"
by Anonymous | reply 10 | July 21, 2024 12:06 PM |
I’m the inordinate number of tenors.
by Anonymous | reply 11 | July 21, 2024 12:07 PM |
I'm the refusal to perform any song written since 1990.
by Anonymous | reply 12 | July 21, 2024 12:08 PM |
I'm the frustrated music major, now your average working stiff, who only uses his degree in the gay choral setting.
by Anonymous | reply 13 | July 21, 2024 12:09 PM |
I am the endless Christmas songs in July.
by Anonymous | reply 14 | July 21, 2024 12:21 PM |
I am Rudolph the red nosed reindeer, basically a mascot at this point. A saint that represents all gay men growing up.
by Anonymous | reply 15 | July 21, 2024 12:23 PM |
I'm the inevitable " fun" number with a small ensemble of chorus members dancing in drag, which the audience finds hilarious.
by Anonymous | reply 16 | July 21, 2024 12:32 PM |
I'm the cliquey gay choral music publishing royalty racket cash grab. There's a reason you see the same terrible crap performed again and again across America, year after year.
by Anonymous | reply 17 | July 21, 2024 12:35 PM |
I’m the bad breath.
by Anonymous | reply 18 | July 21, 2024 12:36 PM |
I’m the Covid super spreader event.
by Anonymous | reply 19 | July 21, 2024 12:38 PM |
I'm the one-off elder gay man that finds these performances neither spectacular or cohesive to the community.
by Anonymous | reply 20 | July 21, 2024 12:40 PM |
I am the after party full of bears that immediately fallows the event even though most of us do not identify as bears.
by Anonymous | reply 21 | July 21, 2024 12:42 PM |
I'm the overly dramatic diva who thinks he's lip-synching in the bathroom mirror.
by Anonymous | reply 22 | July 21, 2024 12:43 PM |
Performing Silent Night in sign language… 🤮
by Anonymous | reply 23 | July 21, 2024 12:43 PM |
I'm the drama queen methhead tragedy bear.
by Anonymous | reply 24 | July 21, 2024 12:48 PM |
I’m the bow ties and jazz hands.
by Anonymous | reply 25 | July 21, 2024 1:02 PM |
I'm the cold stone fact that every single member of this chorus is a bottom.
by Anonymous | reply 26 | July 21, 2024 1:05 PM |
I'm the vests
by Anonymous | reply 27 | July 21, 2024 1:43 PM |
I'm the one who suppresses my financial success to avoid endless requests for donations, avoiding a special sort of grift.
by Anonymous | reply 28 | July 21, 2024 1:43 PM |
I'm the cringe factor!
by Anonymous | reply 30 | July 21, 2024 3:52 PM |
I'm the solo the conductor's flavor of the month got.
by Anonymous | reply 31 | July 21, 2024 3:54 PM |
R30, yes, the cringe factor that is almost unbearable. The first and only time I went to the NYC Gay Men's Chorus, invited by a roommate at the time, I fucking wanted to crawl under the seat the cringe factor was so bad. Much of the audience is as cringe inducing as the choralettes. I almost wanted to burn my gay card.
by Anonymous | reply 32 | July 21, 2024 4:22 PM |
I'm the musical director who thinks that a four-part harmony version of "Creep" is the very definition of edgy.
by Anonymous | reply 33 | July 21, 2024 4:24 PM |
I'm the inevitable pot lucks.
by Anonymous | reply 34 | July 21, 2024 4:32 PM |
I'm the annual performance of "There Ain't Nothin' Like a Dame" from South Pacific, complete with sailor cap and torn open denim shirts.
by Anonymous | reply 35 | July 21, 2024 4:41 PM |
I'm the passive-agressive flame wars on the email list.
by Anonymous | reply 36 | July 21, 2024 4:46 PM |
I'm the 'new boy'. Fortysomething, recently single and a five at best.
I'm also the outbreak of shighella blamed on the 'new boy'.
by Anonymous | reply 37 | July 21, 2024 4:48 PM |
I'm the s-l-o-w choral arrangement of "Where the Boys Are," and I will NEVER be retired from the repertoire as long as Craig has something to say about it.
by Anonymous | reply 38 | July 21, 2024 4:51 PM |
I’m the caftans
by Anonymous | reply 39 | July 21, 2024 4:54 PM |
I'm the exploited fag hag volunteers.
by Anonymous | reply 40 | July 21, 2024 4:54 PM |
R32, wit no mention whatsoever of what exactly you found cringe-worthy about the NYC Gay Men's Chorus concert you attended, nor about the audience at that event, your post is worthless.
by Anonymous | reply 41 | July 21, 2024 5:01 PM |
This thread is funny because it's true
by Anonymous | reply 42 | July 21, 2024 5:02 PM |
This is indeed one of the funniest "Let's be" threads in years.
by Anonymous | reply 43 | July 21, 2024 5:06 PM |
I am the vicous fights for the recording revenues.
by Anonymous | reply 44 | July 21, 2024 5:08 PM |
I'm the "modern" section of the show, with renditions of "Bad Romance" and Lizzo's "Good as Hell."
by Anonymous | reply 45 | July 21, 2024 5:09 PM |
R41, obviously, I touched a nerve. I was replying to R30 who wrote just a line about the cringe yet you didn't put your hand on your hip a demand examples from him. I don't think this thread is for you.
- R32
by Anonymous | reply 46 | July 21, 2024 5:10 PM |
I am the suggestion to do WAP for the next Christmas Show.
by Anonymous | reply 47 | July 21, 2024 5:13 PM |
I'm the politically charged auditions.
by Anonymous | reply 48 | July 21, 2024 5:15 PM |
I’m the Sing Off, where Oakland’s gay men’s chorus beat SF’s because Oakland cheats at everything
by Anonymous | reply 49 | July 21, 2024 5:21 PM |
I’m the poorly written, political “satire” song that backfires and goes viral on right-wing media outlets.
by Anonymous | reply 50 | July 21, 2024 5:23 PM |
I'm the pre-written apology the board forces the director to read aloud at a chorus rehearsal to settle a harassment lawsuit.
by Anonymous | reply 51 | July 21, 2024 5:27 PM |
I'm the remarkably large counter-tenor section.
by Anonymous | reply 52 | July 21, 2024 5:28 PM |
It's not, though, R41. R32 doesn't need to go into any details.
We all know what's cringeworthy about gay men's choruses. The fact that they're GAY MEN'S CHORUSES.
by Anonymous | reply 53 | July 21, 2024 5:30 PM |
I'm all the white men that make up the gay men's chorus.
by Anonymous | reply 54 | July 21, 2024 5:32 PM |
I am the mounting pressure to adopt the name "The New York Queers Chorus".
by Anonymous | reply 55 | July 21, 2024 5:34 PM |
I am the mounting pressure on all the bladders
by Anonymous | reply 56 | July 21, 2024 5:36 PM |
I'm the FTM member. I can hit lower notes than every CiS dude in this chorus.
by Anonymous | reply 57 | July 21, 2024 5:36 PM |
I am the unfortunate effect of Ozempic on vocal cords.
by Anonymous | reply 58 | July 21, 2024 5:39 PM |
I'm the annual gala. 5 grand a table.
by Anonymous | reply 59 | July 21, 2024 5:40 PM |
I'm the merch table in the lobby. Yet another year where we didn't sell a single copy of the seven-year-old CD "Simply ... Celine" in its cardboard sleeve.
We do have T-shirts up to 2XL, you know. $12 or two for $20.
by Anonymous | reply 60 | July 21, 2024 5:59 PM |
I'm going to go to hell for this, but...
I'm the stools for the members who can't stand for 30 minutes because of "mobility issues".
by Anonymous | reply 61 | July 21, 2024 6:07 PM |
R46 and R53, to me there's a big difference between (a) making affectionate fun of gay men's choruses and (b) insisting that the concerts are always "cringe-worthy" without specifying why. I think a certain degree of self-loathing for being gay may be the issue for both of you :-(
by Anonymous | reply 62 | July 21, 2024 6:10 PM |
R61 😂 😂 😂 😂.
by Anonymous | reply 63 | July 21, 2024 6:12 PM |
I’m the raunchy Jingle Bell Rock choreography.
by Anonymous | reply 64 | July 21, 2024 6:27 PM |
I'm the executive director,.going to God we get some YouTube money.
by Anonymous | reply 65 | July 21, 2024 6:28 PM |
But they are, Blanche @ R62, but they are always cringe-worthy. As someone has already pointed out, this thread is all about all the reasons for the cringe. Drop it!
by Anonymous | reply 66 | July 21, 2024 6:39 PM |
I'm the ensemble group, acting like queens of the trailer park.
by Anonymous | reply 67 | July 21, 2024 6:49 PM |
I'm the jazz pas de bouree that is always part of the choreography in front of the chorus.
by Anonymous | reply 68 | July 21, 2024 7:09 PM |
I'm the wicker basket towards the entrance full of off-brand condoms.
by Anonymous | reply 69 | July 21, 2024 7:12 PM |
Off brand and past expiration.
by Anonymous | reply 70 | July 21, 2024 8:02 PM |
The Gay Men's Chorus; Condoms are so passé
Also the Gay Men's Chorus; I hear Prep is unreliable
by Anonymous | reply 71 | July 21, 2024 8:06 PM |
Also the Gay Men’s Chorus: we aren’t getting any anyway
by Anonymous | reply 72 | July 21, 2024 8:11 PM |
I’m the secret blowjob at the bar after rehearsal with the baritone section leader.
by Anonymous | reply 73 | July 21, 2024 8:14 PM |
I'm the hissing at the suggestion one of the themed performances should feature 'ethnic' music.
Ethnic= Harry Belafonte
by Anonymous | reply 74 | July 21, 2024 9:07 PM |
I attended the Stonewall: 25 concert given by a joint NYC Chorus and the one from Los Angeles given at Carnegie Hall in 1994. A ten-minute long Stonewall cantata called "FLASHPOINT/STONEWALL" had been commissioned and was presented.
As one feared it was an overly dramatic, lugubrious. discordant hodgepodge sung with an intense seriousness with certain parts just yelled out as I recall. The unintentional camp factor was to the roof. I wanted to crawl under my seat! So please don't come to me demanding to be given a receipt for the utter cringe factor! I was THERE, BABY!
by Anonymous | reply 75 | July 22, 2024 3:21 AM |
I'm the color red.
I am everywhere in and around the chorus, whether it's Christmas or not. The chorus buys red glitter by the truckload. I go well with black pants.
by Anonymous | reply 76 | July 22, 2024 3:26 AM |
I'm the song every gay men's chorus knows by heart.
by Anonymous | reply 77 | July 22, 2024 3:28 AM |
R75, but now you have given a concrete example of something that would understandably cause audience members to cringe, whereas previously you did not.
by Anonymous | reply 78 | July 22, 2024 3:29 AM |
Yes, r78, but I was not yet under the impression that you were the boss of me.
by Anonymous | reply 79 | July 22, 2024 3:37 AM |
R79: Not "the boss of you," to use your phrasing, which makes you sound like a 13-year-old. Just pointing out when your posts are pointless and when they're not.
by Anonymous | reply 80 | July 22, 2024 3:40 AM |
I’m the tsunami of overly sibilant esses.
by Anonymous | reply 81 | July 22, 2024 3:41 AM |
I’m the conductor’s baton stuck intractably up R80s ass.
by Anonymous | reply 82 | July 22, 2024 3:43 AM |
R82, you have a place of honor right beside that baton.
by Anonymous | reply 83 | July 22, 2024 3:45 AM |
I'm "the incident".
by Anonymous | reply 84 | July 22, 2024 4:44 AM |
I’m Bertram, whose tremolo could give Betty Buckley a run for her money, glaring daggers at mellifluous Dwight, who once again received the big solo.
I’m convinced this has to do with Dwight having had a fling with the conductor, and nothing whatsoever to do with my hammy shortcomings.
by Anonymous | reply 85 | July 22, 2024 6:43 AM |
I'm the cameras in the rehearsal hall that the director forgot about, resulting in his dismissal for a lewd encounter caught on tape.
by Anonymous | reply 86 | July 22, 2024 6:48 AM |
I’m the buttons popping off the vests every time a breath is taken.
by Anonymous | reply 87 | July 22, 2024 6:57 AM |
I'm the sticky discovery that the aging tenor rows up was spit roasted in vintage porn.
by Anonymous | reply 88 | July 22, 2024 7:06 AM |
I'm waiting for the invitation to appear on a PBS pledge drive.
by Anonymous | reply 89 | July 22, 2024 7:24 AM |
I'm the guy in the back row, hamming it for the camera during the local news appearance promoting the ABBA singalong.
by Anonymous | reply 90 | July 22, 2024 9:17 AM |
I am 1986 and it’s The Sound of Silence they do best
by Anonymous | reply 91 | July 22, 2024 10:36 AM |
I’m the featured soloist who’s a they/them and naturally gets all the press.
by Anonymous | reply 92 | July 22, 2024 10:47 AM |
I am ' Let's Hear It For The Boy'.
by Anonymous | reply 93 | July 22, 2024 11:03 AM |
I am not the one who is a pedo who needs to be in jail. I and the others being u justly accused just share names with pedos. Honesty none of us would ever make unwanted passes or touching of anyone.
On an unrelated note I am now taking a leave of absence , from everything, and will spend my time doing other important shit.
Save The Children Fund donate today.
by Anonymous | reply 94 | July 22, 2024 11:11 AM |
I'm the type A committee queen do-gooder.
by Anonymous | reply 95 | July 22, 2024 12:10 PM |
I'm the pain from constantly standing tip toe to be seen.
by Anonymous | reply 96 | July 22, 2024 12:20 PM |
I'm the straining third and fourth button because [italic]somebody[/italic] insisted our black shirts had to be slim fit. It's affecting my ability to hold the long notes and my self esteem. I'm thinking about quitting!
by Anonymous | reply 97 | July 22, 2024 12:21 PM |
I'm the ridiculous logo.
by Anonymous | reply 98 | July 22, 2024 12:26 PM |
I’m the amateurish poster, cheaply printed with obvious streak lines, tacked up on every cork board in town.
by Anonymous | reply 99 | July 22, 2024 12:39 PM |
I'm the queens on the marketing committee, elevating my voice when using terminology like "logo parade" and "step and repeat".
by Anonymous | reply 100 | July 22, 2024 12:41 PM |
I’m the endless concerts that I have never and will never buy a ticket for and attend.
by Anonymous | reply 101 | July 22, 2024 12:48 PM |
I am black people
“They call this singing?”
by Anonymous | reply 102 | July 22, 2024 12:58 PM |
I'm the 32-year old young piano player, filling in for the usual old queen at the keys.
No less than 10 of the members are throwing themselves at me, all hissing, glitter-covered versions of Blanche Devereaux with hearts in their eyes and chub rub on their thighs.
by Anonymous | reply 103 | July 22, 2024 1:45 PM |
I'm the token Asian. I'm always in the front row, along with the token "differently-abled" person.
by Anonymous | reply 104 | July 22, 2024 2:11 PM |
I'm the wizened old queen, gleefully sneering at the younger chorines and reminding them their performance is not about their own personal catharsis.
by Anonymous | reply 105 | July 22, 2024 2:21 PM |
“Boys to the left girls to the right”
I am the non binary former trans lesbian who was once a gay man , asking in temp confusion which direction do I go?
I am white and I am going to make a great Richie if this fucking chorus ever does the greatest play ever.
by Anonymous | reply 106 | July 22, 2024 2:38 PM |
[quote]I am white and I am going to make a great Richie if this fucking chorus ever does the greatest play ever.
"Happy Days - The Musical"?
by Anonymous | reply 107 | July 22, 2024 2:44 PM |
I am the "We'll Convert Your Children" video.
by Anonymous | reply 108 | July 22, 2024 2:54 PM |
I’m 3/4 bottoms and the 1/4 tops ratio.
by Anonymous | reply 109 | July 22, 2024 3:00 PM |
I’m the executive director who isn’t getting paid for this anyway and is getting tired of this bullshit
by Anonymous | reply 110 | July 22, 2024 3:23 PM |
I'm the unforgettable feud over "I Sing the Body Electric."
by Anonymous | reply 111 | July 22, 2024 3:29 PM |
Let’s not and say we did
by Anonymous | reply 112 | July 22, 2024 3:34 PM |
I am the former member who thought he was spending decades spreading joy and doing good.
Then I discovered DL
I will sign off now and start working on my “I think my life is over “:DL suicide thread
by Anonymous | reply 113 | July 22, 2024 3:41 PM |
R109 I think you mean 98 percent bottoms and 2 percent vers
by Anonymous | reply 114 | July 22, 2024 3:46 PM |
I'm the extremely wet and overwrought "We Are a Gentle, Angry People" set.
by Anonymous | reply 115 | July 22, 2024 3:51 PM |
I was in SFGMC for several years, and about half of these posts are true and hilarious. The other half are just dumb and not true, but still a fun thread.
by Anonymous | reply 116 | July 22, 2024 3:53 PM |
R116, repost the most outrageous one that is also true, please.
Actually, do your top 3. I'd love to know.
by Anonymous | reply 117 | July 22, 2024 3:56 PM |
I'm the Filipino Mafia contingent - six or seven pinoy gays that have banded together, sit together, do everything together, and snicker around them at all the fat potatoes they're seeing.
I'm the eldergays who cannot sing, but after repeated auditions the director had pity on me.
I'm the smug sentiment that we are changing lives everywhere we go.
I'm the sad "Fifth Section" of the chorus, representing the hundreds of men who died of AIDS. We get a heartfelt tribute every year, and it's a good reminder of our community and shared history.
I'm the trans men. There is somehow little to no drama surrounding us.
I'm the bitchy obese female stage manager, who used to love gay men but is now sick of their shit.
I'm the exorbitant expenses foisted upon all the members. (It's why I left after several years).
I'm the fabulous parties at rich mansions. At least 2x a year.
I'm the really fun road trips to right-wing communities to sing at their Universalist Churches, where we may indeed change a life or two.
I'm the massive amount of money funneled to AIDS related charities.
I'm the handful of really great singers, many of whom are bitter that they never got famous.
I'm the unrequited crushes on other guys in the group.
by Anonymous | reply 118 | July 22, 2024 3:58 PM |
I'm the sad witnessing of a great deal of dysfunction. That's what sent me packing.
by Anonymous | reply 119 | July 22, 2024 4:04 PM |
Wonderful, R118!
by Anonymous | reply 120 | July 22, 2024 4:05 PM |
R118 wins the thread
But I am still teacher of the year
by Anonymous | reply 121 | July 22, 2024 4:06 PM |
R118, you have to pay your own expenses when you travel? Or which expenses are you referring to?
by Anonymous | reply 122 | July 22, 2024 4:06 PM |
more....
I'm the overwrought rendition of "I Will Always Love You" sung every damn year by one of the guys at the retreat talent show.
I'm the Monday night drinks at the Lookout, where it's fun to actually talk to some of the guys. In a rehearsal of 200 men, nothing is said among all the talking.
I'm the occasionally great song or two that makes you stay involved a bit longer.
I'm the cliqueyness.
I'm the many 'friends' you'll supposedly have for life, but are gone and forgotten once you leave...save one or two.
I'm the surprising lack of sex. These bitches become your 'sisters' and it feels incestuous after awhile.
by Anonymous | reply 123 | July 22, 2024 4:07 PM |
R122, yes, you pay for every damn dollar....you pay your own travel expenses, gas/tolls/flights, you pay an annual membership dues, and you have to pay for your costumes and performing gear.
by Anonymous | reply 124 | July 22, 2024 4:08 PM |
“ [R109] I think you mean 98 percent bottoms and 2 percent vers”
That’s actually vers-adjacent for that 2%.
Which = bottoms
by Anonymous | reply 125 | July 22, 2024 4:15 PM |
I'm the new board member. Every few years, someone like me joins the board and suggests to the artistic director that perhaps the repertoire could include a new contemporary songs.
The death glares I receive in return have me fleeing for the exits in fear.
by Anonymous | reply 126 | July 22, 2024 4:20 PM |
R126, the gay choruses do a ton of new material, both renditions of new pop songs and new material written for gay choruses. It's a thing. Not saying it's all great music or arrangements, mind you...
by Anonymous | reply 127 | July 22, 2024 4:23 PM |
[quote]R116, now becoming hall monitor
How very gay men's chorus of you!
by Anonymous | reply 128 | July 22, 2024 4:54 PM |
I'm the Turtle Creek Chorale and its legendary gossip.
by Anonymous | reply 129 | July 22, 2024 5:08 PM |
DO tell R129!
by Anonymous | reply 130 | July 22, 2024 6:03 PM |
I'm the home of the lead tenor, filled with Precious Moments figurines, a chipped ceramic Phantom mask on the wall.
by Anonymous | reply 131 | July 22, 2024 8:15 PM |
I'm the denied opportunity to sing the solo in the arrangement of I've Never Been To Me, resulting in the chipped ceramic Phantom mask.
by Anonymous | reply 132 | July 22, 2024 8:29 PM |
I’m five hundred twenty-five thousand, six hundred miiiiiiinutes!
by Anonymous | reply 133 | July 22, 2024 8:32 PM |
I am the artistic director's alcohol dependence.
by Anonymous | reply 134 | July 22, 2024 8:46 PM |
I’m the top.
by Anonymous | reply 135 | July 22, 2024 9:28 PM |
More about the snickering Pinoy gays, please !!!!
by Anonymous | reply 136 | July 22, 2024 9:33 PM |
Imagine a nurses’ station with booze and lumpia, r136.
by Anonymous | reply 137 | July 23, 2024 1:28 AM |
[quote] I'm the Filipino Mafia contingent - six or seven pinoy gays that have banded together, sit together, do everything together, and snicker around them at all the fat potatoes they're seeing.
Meanwhile at least half of them are hardly little delicate flowers themselves.
by Anonymous | reply 138 | July 23, 2024 1:29 AM |
I'm the Spanx.
I'm keeping it together and working almost as hard as Roxane Gay's chair.
by Anonymous | reply 139 | July 23, 2024 1:30 AM |
Do they pass on their boyfriends as well, R137?
by Anonymous | reply 140 | July 23, 2024 1:44 AM |
I'm "Over the Rainbow" - over and over and over and over.
I'm the rainbow lighting on the scrim turned on with the last "Why oh why can't I?"
by Anonymous | reply 141 | July 23, 2024 2:05 AM |
I'm thinking that guy that did a version of Over The Rainbow on YouTube....complete with animated bluebird.....had to be a past or curent gay men's chorus member.
by Anonymous | reply 142 | July 23, 2024 4:13 AM |
I'm Kevin.
Rather, I'm Kevin Anderson, Kevin Bolling, Kevin Vasquez, Kevin Bevilacqua, and Kevin Yu.
I create great confusion. And don't get me started on the Richards. At least there's just two Craigs.
by Anonymous | reply 143 | July 23, 2024 4:41 AM |
I’m Phil, discreetly trying to time his farts to the loudest belt sections.
by Anonymous | reply 144 | July 23, 2024 5:37 AM |
I'm the body odor from the statistically significant no deodorant crowd.
by Anonymous | reply 145 | July 23, 2024 5:39 AM |
I’m the flared nostrils and raised eyebrows when one of the lesser members brazenly sits near the front of the tour bus.
by Anonymous | reply 146 | July 23, 2024 7:21 AM |
I'm the shrieks and screams and threats of violence against one of the Kevins (who is also 20-something), when he insists there should be a Billie Eilish medley.
by Anonymous | reply 147 | July 23, 2024 9:16 AM |
I'm "I Am What I Am."
by Anonymous | reply 148 | July 23, 2024 11:10 AM |
I'm the embarrassing YouTube videos that aren't being linked.
by Anonymous | reply 149 | July 23, 2024 11:13 AM |
I’m the visible pit stains whenever arms are raised to perform jazz hands.
by Anonymous | reply 150 | July 23, 2024 11:14 AM |
"Maybe this time...."
Fourteen minutes later:
"When I Gooooooooooo, I'm GOING. LIKE. EL-SIE!!!"
by Anonymous | reply 151 | July 23, 2024 12:33 PM |
I'm the strep infection that puts the lead soloist Kevin Bevilacqua out of action for a fortnight.
Thanks a lot, Kevin Yu!
by Anonymous | reply 152 | July 23, 2024 2:59 PM |
I am a rousing rendition of "Oops... I did it again!" honoring one of the greatest artists of our time.
by Anonymous | reply 153 | July 23, 2024 3:04 PM |
I'm the disappointment this isn't the happy hunting ground of love and friendship I thought it would be.
by Anonymous | reply 154 | July 23, 2024 3:08 PM |
I'm all the pent up performance-related psychoses and unfulfilled stage dreams being played out on stage before your eyes.
by Anonymous | reply 155 | July 23, 2024 3:13 PM |
El-SCHIE!
by Anonymous | reply 156 | July 23, 2024 3:15 PM |
I'm the five hundred twenty-five thousand, six hundredth overwrought performance of Seasons of Love.
by Anonymous | reply 157 | July 23, 2024 3:15 PM |
I’m one of the Richards punching another Richard in the balls at precisely the right moment. How else was he going to hit that high note?
by Anonymous | reply 158 | July 23, 2024 3:18 PM |
I’m the opera pumps.
by Anonymous | reply 159 | July 23, 2024 3:45 PM |
I'm pet kitties, owned by 75% of the chorus members. At every rehearsal, at least one member will recount our recent "adorable" hijinx. "And every morning, if I'm not up by 6:00 sharp, Miss Sissy Boodles climbs right up on my chest and goes, 'meeeewwwww, meeeewwwww" until I get up to feed her!"
by Anonymous | reply 160 | July 23, 2024 3:54 PM |
Of course, cute cat stories are certainly not specific to gay mens' chorus members. R160's is one of the dumber posts in this thread, whereas many of the others are quite funny.
by Anonymous | reply 161 | July 23, 2024 4:23 PM |
[quote]I'm the embarrassing YouTube videos that aren't being linked.
Are you happy now, you dominating bitch?
by Anonymous | reply 162 | July 23, 2024 4:27 PM |
I'm the two guys on oxygen who keep getting their hoses tangled.
by Anonymous | reply 163 | July 23, 2024 5:10 PM |
I'm the muumuu shirts the majority has voted for, much to the consternation of the three svelte gym rats who want to go shirtless with red bow ties.
by Anonymous | reply 164 | July 23, 2024 5:12 PM |
I'm the two bears who supported the svelte gym rats, but still can't get them to talk during break.
by Anonymous | reply 165 | July 23, 2024 5:15 PM |
I'm the rampant use of the hanky code.
by Anonymous | reply 166 | July 23, 2024 5:20 PM |
[quote] I'm the embarrassing YouTube videos that aren't being linked.
Here, R149
by Anonymous | reply 167 | July 23, 2024 5:26 PM |
I’m the near hip dislocations that occur during “The Trolley Song”.
by Anonymous | reply 168 | July 23, 2024 5:46 PM |
I'm the cock and ass, the real reason they join a gay chorus.
by Anonymous | reply 169 | July 23, 2024 6:22 PM |
I'm the exaggerated head and body movements. You see, [italic]I'm really feeling it![/italic]
by Anonymous | reply 170 | July 23, 2024 6:26 PM |
I'm the 45 men, within 20 feet, on Grindr.
by Anonymous | reply 171 | July 23, 2024 6:29 PM |
I am 46 Men, with 20 feet, on Scruff.
by Anonymous | reply 172 | July 23, 2024 8:02 PM |
I'm the overwrought choral piece commissioned from Andrew Lippa.
by Anonymous | reply 173 | July 23, 2024 8:07 PM |
I am the vests.
by Anonymous | reply 174 | July 23, 2024 8:10 PM |
[quote]I am 46 Men, with 20 feet, on Scruff.
R172, the Wounded Gay Warrior Rehab Center of West Hollywood does not have a gay men's chorus.
by Anonymous | reply 175 | July 23, 2024 8:16 PM |
I'm the SMILES, the SYNCHED HANDS, the BIG EYES and the EE-NUN-SEE-AY-SHUN all the way down the lines.
by Anonymous | reply 177 | July 23, 2024 8:22 PM |
(Dance 0, Voice 4, Looks 3) x 48
by Anonymous | reply 178 | July 23, 2024 8:24 PM |
I'm the anonymous donation of $25,000 that arrives the day before the surprise announcement that Sylvester "Croaker" Crocetti is stepping in as Lead Tenor.
by Anonymous | reply 179 | July 23, 2024 8:32 PM |
I'm the fateful day that the Portland Gay Men's Chorus thought they could out-maneuver the Portland Gay Women's Choir to get the prime rehearsal space when both their usual facilities needed repairs and maintenance.
The boys ended up out at Rooster Rock Park.
by Anonymous | reply 180 | July 23, 2024 8:47 PM |
I'm the Portland Gay Men's Chorus in Poetlandia.
by Anonymous | reply 181 | July 23, 2024 8:49 PM |
ha ha
by Anonymous | reply 182 | July 23, 2024 9:03 PM |
I'm the melting glaze of musical fellowship over the stale core of politics, hard work, and the realization that art has nothing to do with it and the "public positive presence" of the group - not that great in performance, to be honest - is feeling dated even to you. Ah, assimilation.
Not that there's anything unusual with that. Members of the Slovakian Folk Dance Network, Liturgical Polka Guild, Sylvia Plath Oral Interpretative Performance Syndicate, The Grand Army of the Republic, and Golden Dawn may at times feel similarly. Or, more to the point, black American organizations, American Indian nations, women, the aging, immigrants. In an increasingly shallow, burnt-out, "virtual," anti-empirical and asocial time, isolates of grievance cohere only in the narrow dark.
Is resistance futile?
by Anonymous | reply 183 | July 23, 2024 9:11 PM |
I'm the average age of 55.
by Anonymous | reply 184 | July 23, 2024 9:20 PM |
I'm your GALA husband.
by Anonymous | reply 185 | July 23, 2024 9:28 PM |
If you pull your balls, can you change your pitch?
by Anonymous | reply 186 | July 23, 2024 9:54 PM |
Ahh yes, I'm GALA, where all the gay choruses meet at a convention, and the place explodes with a loud whiff of cookies.
by Anonymous | reply 187 | July 23, 2024 10:55 PM |
[quote] Looks 3
Quite generous!
[quote] average age of 55
Also quite generous!
by Anonymous | reply 188 | July 23, 2024 10:56 PM |
R187 I've heard that GALA is uber competitive and a total bitch fest
by Anonymous | reply 189 | July 23, 2024 10:56 PM |
R173 is absolutely spot on.
by Anonymous | reply 190 | July 23, 2024 11:06 PM |
We're the queens who post on this thread with FASCINATING inside knowledge about various groups related to the topic and theme.
We prove many of the points implied in the hilarious posts here.
You're welcome.
by Anonymous | reply 191 | July 24, 2024 1:37 AM |
I'm the legendary screening of Miss Faye Dunaway in SUPERGIRL on the tour bus.
by Anonymous | reply 192 | July 24, 2024 2:21 AM |
I'm the dry, raspy throats.
by Anonymous | reply 193 | July 24, 2024 4:16 AM |
I'm, what you'd call, a triple threat!
by Anonymous | reply 194 | July 24, 2024 4:48 AM |
I am the suspicion that a great many gay men’s chorus members are also Dataloungers.
by Anonymous | reply 195 | July 24, 2024 6:54 AM |
I’m the bear section causing the bleachers to collapse.
by Anonymous | reply 196 | July 24, 2024 3:20 PM |
I'm the artistic director with the incredibly overblown ego, that believes he's some kind of artistic visionary.
by Anonymous | reply 197 | July 24, 2024 3:32 PM |
I'm the slightly baffled coworkers who were nudged or guilted into coming. We're thinking of honest things we can say when we greet our friend after the show. "It was great to see you up there!" "Wow, what a show!"
by Anonymous | reply 198 | July 24, 2024 3:51 PM |
I am D-FLiRT, the newest COVID subvariant working its way through the chorus, because Brad and Mike had to slip in those quick sex vacations to Sitges and Provincetown. .
by Anonymous | reply 199 | July 24, 2024 4:15 PM |
Where they wandered around in thongs, with their free range bellies, getting nothing but COVID.
by Anonymous | reply 200 | July 24, 2024 4:24 PM |
I'm this hissing fights amongst the tenors during sectional rehearsals, while basses and bear-itones are exchanging hugs and back rubs.
by Anonymous | reply 201 | July 24, 2024 5:02 PM |
Most of it is funny because it’s true.
by Anonymous | reply 202 | July 24, 2024 5:04 PM |
R12, see R176
by Anonymous | reply 203 | July 24, 2024 5:05 PM |
Asian queens will cut a bitch.
by Anonymous | reply 204 | July 24, 2024 6:36 PM |
I’m the squad of shrieking woo girls in the audience.
by Anonymous | reply 205 | July 24, 2024 7:00 PM |
I’m the exaggerated handwaves and blown kisses to the hags in the audience.
by Anonymous | reply 206 | July 25, 2024 5:17 AM |
Talk about a thread that's shot its wad.
by Anonymous | reply 207 | July 25, 2024 12:17 PM |
I'm the sassy old queen who observes from above, gossiping to her select friends above how omniscient and better she is than everyone else.
by Anonymous | reply 208 | July 25, 2024 12:34 PM |
Oh, honey. No choral member has shot their wad in the 21st century
by Anonymous | reply 209 | July 25, 2024 1:09 PM |
I wish I liked these choruses more. Some are really great and some of the music is good, always, but the aesthetics of most of the repertoire is way too chintzy for me. My local chorus just announced their new season and it includes a whole Disney show. Yuck.
I love this song, and this choir, and wish it was all a bit more like this......
by Anonymous | reply 210 | July 25, 2024 5:30 PM |
That was… an advance.
by Anonymous | reply 211 | July 26, 2024 3:38 AM |
I'm the guy waiting for the streetcar near Market and Castro to head back downtown when a cute Asian in a convertible drives up and offers me a ride. Like a fool I hop in, and quickly learn he's a member of the gay men's chorus and he was heading back to Oakland after just having a rehearsal. It was a short ride to downtown, and after I got out of the car I thought how stupid I was for getting in in the first place. But it was a fun, short, memorable ride, and a great memory for many years.
by Anonymous | reply 212 | July 27, 2024 3:39 AM |
R212, what about that experience was stupid? Did you think he was going to drive you off the Bay Bridge while blasting Carmina Burana?
by Anonymous | reply 213 | July 27, 2024 8:05 PM |
R212 Why did you post this?
by Anonymous | reply 214 | July 27, 2024 8:27 PM |
After re-reading, I assume R212 meant he was stupid for getting into a car with any stranger who happened to stop and offer him a ride, as sometimes bad things can unfortunately result from such offers.
by Anonymous | reply 215 | July 28, 2024 7:23 PM |
R215. Yeah, I assumed he was second guessing his choice of getting in a stranger's vehicle.
by Anonymous | reply 216 | July 28, 2024 7:25 PM |
I am the director’s bitchy decision to feature songs from Joni Mitchell’s “Dog Eat Dog” album during the Joni tribute concert
by Anonymous | reply 217 | July 28, 2024 7:35 PM |
R217 LMAO
You haven't heard Joni if you haven't heard "empty, try another" lifted by 50 voices!
by Anonymous | reply 218 | July 28, 2024 10:51 PM |
I’m the *actual* naked man who was spotlighted on stage during “Naked Man,” the opening piece of the song cycle “NakedMan”.
by Anonymous | reply 219 | July 31, 2024 3:42 AM |
We’re the same three attention whores who are ALWAYS in the front row and ALWAYS featured in ads and other promo material.
One of us is fucking the AD.
by Anonymous | reply 220 | July 31, 2024 3:45 AM |
I love Never Ever from Naked Man, r219
by Anonymous | reply 221 | July 31, 2024 3:54 AM |
The composer of Naked Man, Robert Seeley, died yesterday.
by Anonymous | reply 222 | July 31, 2024 3:56 AM |
I’m the puffy, shiny red cheeks. Rows upon rows of them.
by Anonymous | reply 223 | July 31, 2024 3:59 AM |
Oh wow, r222. I hadn’t heard. (I quit my last chorus in 2021 & am out of touch with that world.)
I’ve sung it 3 times with 2 choruses, including at GALA. It’s a wonderful piece.
by Anonymous | reply 224 | July 31, 2024 4:02 AM |
One of the funniest and most accurate DL threads ever.
by Anonymous | reply 225 | July 31, 2024 12:30 PM |
And mostly a thread said with affection. A little bitchery too, but affection.
by Anonymous | reply 226 | July 31, 2024 2:25 PM |
I’m the officially designated “party cabin” at retreat. What happens in me stays in me.
by Anonymous | reply 227 | July 31, 2024 5:48 PM |
I am The Flounce.
Almost everyone in the chorus has flounced out of rehearsal or away from it at least once, but I'm most often performed by the pianist and by a few members who see themselves as the leads.
by Anonymous | reply 228 | July 31, 2024 5:56 PM |
I am The Auditions.
So.
Much,
DRAMA.
by Anonymous | reply 229 | August 1, 2024 5:42 PM |
I am the mukbang fundraiser
by Anonymous | reply 230 | August 1, 2024 5:49 PM |
We are the Yelamu Tribe of the Ramaytush Ohlone people, upon whose ancestral homeland SFGMC holds most of its events.
There are none of us left, so we don’t really give a shit about the land acknowledgements that chorines and audience members are always subjected to, but thanks anyway we guess.
by Anonymous | reply 231 | August 1, 2024 6:03 PM |
I’m the numerous black eyes that result from the sweeping arm flings during “The Man That Got Away”.
by Anonymous | reply 232 | August 1, 2024 6:48 PM |
I am the monster fight on the ride home after Randy did not join the audience’s standing ovation for hubby’s solo on “The Ladies Who Lunch”.
by Anonymous | reply 233 | August 1, 2024 6:59 PM |
I’m the diva who joined the chorus, dropped out after a year, then rejoined ten years later and *demanded* a ten-year “service” pin.
by Anonymous | reply 234 | August 1, 2024 9:05 PM |
[quote]I’m the officially designated “party cabin” at retreat. What happens in me stays in me.
Ditto.
by Anonymous | reply 235 | August 2, 2024 1:15 AM |
I’m the hair gel sweat.
by Anonymous | reply 236 | August 2, 2024 6:59 PM |