No, really, that's what I did.
We worked on a piece by Philadelphia composer Joseph Castaldo that was commissioned long ago by one of my former conductors. This will be only the second performance of the work. It's very trance-y and also has sections that are reminiscent of Orff's Carmina Burana. Except it's about a secret cult and has lots of vowel sounds.
It's wacky and cool, and I'm already enjoying the music. I only wish the score wasn't handwritten by someone whose eighth rests and quarter rests look shockingly alike, and are often, along with the words, half-faded on our poorly-reproduced copies. It'll be a lot more readable once I finish going through the score with my black pen, though.
It's been a while since I've sung from a handwritten score. Aside from the fact that my choir hasn't been able to afford commissions since our last big anniversary, most composers nowadays use computer programs that give clean, readable print. It was very nostalgic, peering at the pages while singing at full speed and trying to decipher the tiny scribbles and dots, some of which turned out to be blots.