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In high school – oh, a few years ago – I joined show choir. Some of us might have signed up hoping for an easy A, but Doc Lawson would whip the whole group into shape; by the time we gave our first concert we stood ramrod straight, singing our hearts out.

As I recall, we dug around in the back of the storage closet until we emerged with some gold colored blazers to wear. In truth, I only recall us putting on a show a few times, but then I blacked out a lot of my high school memories; we’d saunter out, arm in arm, stand there and sing, tell a few jokes … and walk out.

Boy, how times have changed.

In no way am I putting down what we did back then; we were an enthusiastic bunch, and had a great director who we respected and loved and, um, feared. We didn’t have a lot of resources at Central Noble, but we did our best with what we had, and were proud of our efforts.

My youngest daughter goes to East Noble, which is large enough to have two show choirs: Premiere Edition, an all girl’s group, and Knight Rhythms, a mixed group. (I’m happy to say Jillian is in with the girls.) Having been in show choir, I thought I knew what to expect, but I was very wrong.

Jillian spent months doing two things: practicing and fund raising. It never occurred to me that the members would be responsible for so many of their own costs, but she’s been selling candy, food, raffle tickets, stereos from the back of unmarked vans … the other day I caught her selling my wardrobe, and to add insult to injury she wasn’t getting much. I drew the line when she went on EBay to see how much kidneys were going for.

Maybe I wouldn’t have reacted so strongly if I hadn’t gotten out of bed one morning to find “cut here” written on my back in permanent marker.

The performers have impressive outfits, and each raises the money to buy his or her own. The red carpet
on Oscar night doesn’t have as much flash. In fact, each costume cost more money than I spent on clothes in the last ten years, which granted, isn’t saying much.

But then, you can’t find fifty matching jumpsuits at a garage sale.

They have to buy shoes, jewelry, makeup, special tights, and, um, bloomers. That is, underwear that goes over their underwear, for those spinning steps and flying through the air. The guys don’t have to get those, by the way. As far as I know. The group as a whole has to raise money for such things as props, and the gasoline that gets them to competitions all over the state.


That was my next surprise. I did my best in concert, but we had nothing on these young people. Show choir has become a sport, and it’s taken every bit as seriously as any sports event. Judges watch over every movement, hear every voice, then hand out trophies as tall as the Empire State Building and just as impressive. There are rivalries with other schools, drama within and between groups, and triumphant parades into town for the winners.

The biggest surprise for me was the parents. I had assumed show choir parents would be more … sedate … than, say, sports parents. No way. As each group starts setting up, the cheering begins, and sometimes the screaming – literally screaming – gets so loud you can’t hear the singing. People wear team colors, wave banners, and one parent even made a flag. Winners get a standing ovation; losers are on the verge of breaking down.

I don’t know why, but I’d expected all the groups would be happy just to be there, doing the song and dance thing, holding hands and singing Kumbaya while asking for world peace. But no – these people want to win. They seek perfection, and come pretty darn close to getting it.

I was awestruck. We’re talking professional grade performances, smooth and polished. The best of them blew my socks off, and my socks are still dancing around in the auditorium even as we speak. (My daughter was best, of course.) The furthest I went for a competition was Marion (East Noble, Grand Champion!), while on my work days my ex-wife and other daughter went even further, to Indianapolis, where the groups performed and competed all day and into the night.

It was like an all day sports event, only better – there was all the competition and entertainment, but nobody got carried off the field with bones sticking out. Premiere Edition went to the state finals, and came within two points of being one of the six groups that medalled. That makes them the seventh best girl’s group in the entire state.

Recently Jillian asked me why nobody has made a movie about show choir competitions. If I hadn’t seen this world for myself I might have laughed … but now I’m thinking about working on a script.

That'sjillyh2009 on the top riser, kind of by herself right in the middle. She claims it's an accident of choreography, I call it a position of honor ...


( 18 comments — Leave a comment )
Mar. 23rd, 2007 06:08 pm (UTC)
It definitely has movie possibilities!
Mar. 24th, 2007 05:05 am (UTC)
Yep -- I'll write the "Bring It On" of Show Choirs!
Mar. 23rd, 2007 06:50 pm (UTC)
Wow, I'm glad I don't have to do all that fundraising - and it sounds a very competitive world. Congrats to Jilly's choir.
Mar. 24th, 2007 05:12 am (UTC)
I hate the fund raising -- I'm not too fond of the competitiveness, either, but I've noticed the hard work has been good for Jillian and all her friends.

There were only three choirs in all of northern Indiana that made it to the finals, and we were on of them, so the congrats are well earned!
Mar. 23rd, 2007 09:06 pm (UTC)
Congratulations to Jilly's show choir!

I think a movie about show choir could be every bit as good as "Bring it On" (cheerleading) or "Stick It" (gymnastics), both of which I really enjoyed.
Mar. 24th, 2007 05:14 am (UTC)
"Bring it On" was one of my favorite movies, and I liked "Stick It" a lot better than I thought I would, so I'm with you all the way. The only question would be how to make it without all the overdone cliches about similar teams. Well, that and where I'd find the time to write it ...
Mar. 23rd, 2007 10:10 pm (UTC)
Definitely sounds like good stuff for a movie - possibly a musical, I'd think.
Mar. 24th, 2007 05:15 am (UTC)
It would have to be a musical by its very nature, wouldn't it? :-)
Mar. 23rd, 2007 10:14 pm (UTC)
Congrats to the choir, and to you, for being a good Dad who shows up to all of these events. Despite what your kids might say about you 'embarassing them' in public, they really do appreciate you being there.
Mar. 24th, 2007 05:18 am (UTC)
Aw ... all I did was sit there and enjoy -- that is, when I wasn't getting frustrated by trying to take pictures with a digital camera without using flash.

I suppose Jillian likes to have me there -- as long as she doesn't have to sit with me when the other groups are performing. :-)
Mar. 23rd, 2007 10:36 pm (UTC)
They need bloomers for the spinning and flying through the air ??

Good grief, who knew that singing could be so competative!
Mar. 24th, 2007 05:04 am (UTC)
blooming entertainers
Yeah, between the outfits and the moves there's plenty of flashing going on; they wear outfits underneath similar to what cheerleaders wear. As for the competitiveness, it shocked me -- but I should have known, considering they go not to "shows" or "performances", but to "competitions"!
Mar. 24th, 2007 01:41 am (UTC)
Well, I'm definitely impressed. When I first started singing and signing at the same time, it was difficult enough! Now it's not so bad, but I still forget some of the signings at times. I can't imagine trying to do anything like they do while singing! I'd fall on my face, *while* singing the wrong note! :P
Mar. 24th, 2007 05:19 am (UTC)
I have trouble just dancing without falling on my face ... some days I have trouble just *walking* without falling on my face. How they do the dance/sing thing is beyond me. :-)
Mar. 24th, 2007 05:24 am (UTC)
Mar. 24th, 2007 07:55 pm (UTC)
Oh - to be so talented!
Mar. 24th, 2007 08:22 pm (UTC)
Don't I wish! She's fulfilling her father's dream. When I was her age I had my eye on someday doing some singing/dancing, but then I discovered it wouldn't work out. Because, um, I'm really, really bad.

I still love to sing, I just don't do it when people and/or rotten vegetables are around.
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Mar. 25th, 2007 07:47 am (UTC)
Well, I never wanted to play any sports, but I was there for all the games when leap_to_faith played volleyball and manged basketball -- and of course you root for their teams, because that's the parental way!
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