Art
Chorus Is Community Event
Back in 1996, yes that is now a long time ago, the Island Community Chorus sounded its first note. Since that time the choral group, led by director Peter Boak, has performed year-round on the Island. The group has gained a loyal following and by staying true to its roots as a group open to anyone with no auditions required, it has remained an Island institution.
The folks at Cinema Circus are gearing up for their first winter screening to be held on Saturday, Dec. 3, beginning at 5 p.m. at the Chilmark Community Center. The event includes food, activities and, of course, a series of short films. And just as during the summer an early screening of the films is arranged with a young Island cineaste to give the real deal, kid’s-point-of-view on what’s good, great and not so much.
The review for this weekend’s kids’ movie comes from the desk of Cary J. R. Moré-Straton
Jameison Sennott was three years old when he first heard Stevie Wonder’s I Just Called To Say I Love You and picked out the melody on keyboard. Soon after, he climbed on to the bench of his aunt’s piano and played a rendition of Chopsticks. In high school, he found out he had perfect pitch.
For Fairies and Trolls
This holiday season it’s time to think about the fairies. After all, come the cold winter months they certainly need homes, not to mention another warm log on the fire. Think how long you’d survive in a skimpy tutu and wings.
Don’t forget the trolls, either. They may be ugly but they’re not all bad. Especially the little ones.
Turkey Burner Day
The YMCA feels the pain of your extended stomach. So much turkey, potatoes, stuffing, brussels sprouts (maybe?) and on and on. So what’s a beached whale supposed to do? Burn turkey, burn.
Free of charge, the Y is celebrating its second annual Turkey Burner Day on Friday, Nov. 25. What this means is you can sample all the Y has to offer, from the pool to exercise equipment and exercise classes, for free. The free child watch is also available.
Yes, there is no excuse.
After the Turkey, Potluck and a Jam
There is Thanksgiving. You stuff yourself and then, for a moment, decide never to eat again. But just as quickly the feeling passes. You are no longer a bursting beach ball, but rather a ravenous bear, ready for more.
You creep to the fridge, under the cover of night, only to discover that Uncle Tully and Aunt Midge, who, let’s face it, really are bears, have eaten all the leftovers, right down to the moldy candied yams and Sugar Pops cereal you hid behind the spice rack.