Boychoir Page #3

We are good enough. He just

doesn't care about winning.

Must be a special kind of torture,

waiting for someone to retire.

Yes, it is.

Ah! I heard there was a new kid.

Well, looks like we're roommates.

Rafael Abrams. But people call me Raffi.

- Stet.

- Stet...

- As in Stetson?

- Just Stet.

Okay, just Stet,

I'd love to stay and chat,

but I'm late for Polyphonics.

Needless to say,

mi casa, su casa, right?

Borrow any score you like.

...and all the people say rejoice

Rejoice

Rejoice rejoice

Rejoice rejoice

Lemme hear it louder now rejoice

Rejoice rejoice

Rejoice rejoice

Stetson, were you, by chance,

using my sound system?

Because on my way to Polyphonics,

I heard Parsifal blasting loudly

coming from this room.

Mi casa, su casa, right?

It's a gem, Stetson, it's not a toy.

- Like I care.

- Okay.

I see. Don't ever touch it again!

I go there a lot,

like every single summer,

- 'cause my family's there.

- Oh, wow.

So, when's the next time

you get to tour a city?

Atlanta.

Hi.

- I'm Fernando.

- Stet.

Stet.

Okay, so this is the Kodaly for theory

and the Martini for vocal technique.

And we're already six chapters in,

so you're gonna have

to catch up, dude, okay?

Alright, everybody up at the piano.

We're going to start with intervals.

Ready? Sing tonic.

Sing a fifth up.

Sing a minor third down.

Sing a perfect fourth up.

Sing a major second down.

Back to tonic.

Guys. Guys!

Now sing a major chord.

I got it. I got it.

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

What was that?

It was a 609 number.

There's no one there.

Do you know where that is?

609. No, no idea. Look it up.

Probably one of your

secret admirers, huh?

Hey, Devon, how about a chip?

No. Raffi, put on the movie.

Get your own, Andre.

Anybody have any money?

Okay, let's go...

Let's start! Okay, no. Go!

No way!

- Oh, nice!

- Yes!

This kid's bad news.

Stop! Stop!

Something isn't right. Um...

Pick it up from the 11th measure.

What is it? What's wrong?

Sing the third measure. Stet, just you.

The third measure. Sing it.

It's on the page.

Between the second

and the fourth measure.

It'll be alright.

Okay, guys, let's start again.

- The boy cannot read music.

- Then teach him.

- You're a teacher, right?

- I'm not teaching

the most basic prerequisites

of musicology!

Get over yourself, Drake.

He's got talent,

let's make him a star

like we did with Devon.

I made Devon a star. Stet is no Devon.

Then stick him

in the back row and move on.

Just how many compromises

to our integrity

- do you expect me to make?

- What?

How many compromises to our integrity

- do you expect me to make?

- Many.

A lot.

I make them all day.

You think you've got problems?

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