The Room was Electric...

After a long gestation period my Liaisons Dangereuses with the International Festival kicked off... propelled with a turbine powered, gail force gusto courtesy of El Nino at The Usher. It was epic and I was manicpanic.

Having worked with the Fest Chorus during rehearsals it felt a bit like watching a little brother take center stage at the Christmas nativity... only the chorus gang cut a sharper look than the auld tea towel on the noggin and classic bathrobe couture of Christmases past.

Ah! Would ye look at them there up on the big stage aren't they lovely the lorra them...

That's ALMOST what Christopher Bell (chorus conductor) said.


Me, I'm sticking behind the camera, silent and swish, calm and collect, clicked and clacked...

http://www.flickr.com/photos/edintfest

... will be my home for the next month.