Music
In recent years West Potomac has been a recipient of the Virginia Honor Band award from the Virginia Band and Orchestra Director's Association for superior ratings in concert band and marching band. Also the West Potomac Symphonic Winds, directed by Steve Rice, attended the Bands of America event in Indianapolis in March 2010, accompanied by the West Potomac Percussion Ensemble directed by Adam Foreman.
West Potomac's choral department has also blossomed since Ernest Johnson joined the faculty. He has created the two elite choral programs, Bella Voce and Colonial Singers (known as the Chamber Singers as of fall 2011), and has generated a buzz with his talented reach to renew interest in choral programs across the student body. His two elite choirs often do outreach performances for retirement homes, adult daycare centers, various churches, and even the Blair House. He has crafted a wonderful mixed chorus program filled with junior and senior boys and girls, and has created two brand new freshmen and sophomore choral groups for the 2011-2012 school year. The choral groups are featured many times throughout the year including fall and winter concerts, special events and volunteer performances in the community. Each year, West Potomac choirs participate in a competitive event known as Choral festival with the rank of superior performance often awarded. At the end of the school year, the "Spring Show" is a major choral event featuring popular music in a feel good song and dance show.
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Famous quotes containing the word music:
“What is our life? a play of passion;
Our mirth the music of division;
Our mothers’ wombs the tiring-houses be
Where we are dressed for this short comedy.”
—Sir Walter Raleigh (1552?–1618)
“My love shall hear the music of my hounds.”
—William Shakespeare (1564–1616)
“But the dark changed to red, and torches shone,
And deafening music shook the leaves; a troop
Shouldered a litter with a wounded man,
Or smote upon the string and to the sound
Sang of the beast that gave the fatal wound.”
—William Butler Yeats (1865–1939)