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The Shade

Choral Choir (SA) - Level 3 - SKU: A0.873034 Composed by Sally Whitwell. Pop. Octavo. 11 pages. Sally Whitwell #3869017. Published by Sally Whitwell (A0.873034). Composerâ€™s Note - Happy PlaceIâ€™m a lesbian who came-of-age/came-out in the mid 1990s, which means I caught the tail end of those lesbian stereotypes you used to hear about. It made me feel like Iâ€™d never inherited The Lesbian Gene. I was never one of the herbal tea sipping, yoga loving, hemp textiles wearing, hippie happy clappy campers of that time. I had girlfriends who were and I tried to humour them sometimes but it was always a strain.I had this one girlfriend who made me go camping once, a gathering with her hippie pagan friends. It was all inoffensive enough, I was having a very nice time sitting in the shade reading my book. Rather stupidly, I made the mistake of letting someone rope me into a thing called Dâ€‹rumming The Boundaryâ€‹. They thought Iâ€™d be good at it, being a professional musician. I thought it would probably please my girlfriend if I got involved, so I agreed to go along.To my surprise, the drums theyâ€™d set up were great instruments, some really top quality djembes that youâ€™d be paying some good money for, so I made the rash assumption that the leader of this activity actually knew what she was doing. We were instructed to start drumming a hâ€‹eartbeatâ€‹ together, whereupon I discovered that these are people who couldnâ€™t even play a plain old crotchet beat in ensemble. But they seemed to think they were playing in time, swooning and swaying and closing their eyes to â€˜feelâ€™ the music. It was starting to make me giggle. These were presumably the same lesbians Iâ€™d seen out in Sydney nightclubs who couldnâ€™t dance in time with an electronic beat that repeatedly hits you over the head with its obviousness?! Once Iâ€™d had that thought, I couldnâ€™t help my giggle becoming a full-blown guffaw. The dreadlocked hempy lady in charge glared at me, telling me I needed to relax into really fâ€‹eeling the heartbeat. â€‹Could she not see that it was because my whole body was shaking with hysterical laughter at their arhythmic playing? Honestly...I guess I just really donâ€™t like hippies. There, I said it out loud. I tried, I tried really hard, but I just prefer my city life. Itâ€™s my â€‹Happy Place.â€‹-- Sally Whitwell