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  Comment by Rob S. — May 12, 2014 @ 8:24 am

  My mom put me in the choir at the Presbyterian church in Gainesville, FL.
  This and 1 episode om Moonlighting & maybe Simon and Simon.
  http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0411323/?ref_=rvi_tt
  There was a whole plot point where Ice T knew off the top of his head that a group of crows is a murder.
  http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0133985/?ref_=rvi_tt

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  Comment by Andy Redmond — May 12, 2014 @ 12:37 pm

  My first and last choir was a first grade holiday pagent in elementary school. We had to wear pajamas and mine were of the R2-D2 variety. I only remember one song from the set list and it was something about giving 1/2 a penny to an old man in his hat… I still don’t get it.

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  Comment by Deirdre Yee — May 13, 2014 @ 7:41 am

  St. Monica’s girls choir, fifth grade, when my mother moved me into the Catholic school (despite the fact that me and my brothers weren’t Catholic) which was a strange and not enjoyable preteen transition. Despite some ostracization and crippling self consciousness, I did manage to enjoy one part of the school and services and my new classmates: that fabulous church music – thus choir!

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  Comment by Matt — May 13, 2014 @ 8:04 am

  When I was in elementary and middle school, I was in a children’s performance group called the Confetti Kids. We did performances at nursing homes and school assemblies and our local town carnival in the summer.

  We performed mostly Disney stuff, with holiday music thrown in as appropriate. My personal favorite song was called “Bubblegum”, which I present here as I remember it.

  Bubblegum in my hair
  Sticky, sticky everywhere
  It’s a mess, and I confess,
  I just don’t know who put it there

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  Comment by Ryan — May 14, 2014 @ 7:27 am

  In elementary school, every kid in 4th-6th grades were required to be part of the choir. I was actually pretty good and did a few solos until I hit puberty and never quite figured out how to sing at a lower range.

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  Comment by Todd Mason — May 14, 2014 @ 7:05 pm

  Fourth grade…I was the closest thing we had to a basso, and perhaps as such, I was tapped to be the music class’s announcer for our one parentally-attended concert. Our assembly, heavily but not exclusively Caucasian in NW Connecticut (not the wealthy part of the state–in fact, Hazardville, officially incorporated some decades before into Enfield, newly the US home of Lego at this point), was called upon to perform “Motherless Child” (always boffo in such circumstances) and a number of other songs, but it would probably take hypnosis for me to remember any of the others. It was fun.

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  Comment by Heather — May 15, 2014 @ 12:51 am

  In the year of our lord 1989, my kindergarten class performed a choral medley of Christmas songs (–not “holiday” music, as this was in the era when Jewish kids only got special recognition during the 5th grade unit on The Diary of Anne Frank). These classics included “Santa Claus is Coming to Town”, “Jingle Bells”, and the ever popular “We Wish You a Merry Christmas” with a front-row-soaking emphasis on the word “wish”.

  Since then, my choral experience has largely been limited to drunken karaoke and showertime solos, but I LOVE singing along with every word of the Pitch Perfect soundtrack (…and Best In Show is one of my favorite movies of all time!)

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