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The saddest three days of the whole year are the final days of NYSMF Sessions 1, 2, and 3. Two, four, or six weeks of exciting music culminate in an exhilerating final three days of solid concert-giving, ending with the glorious 200-plus-voice All-NYSMF Choir around 9:30pm on those wonderfully bittersweet final notes of the summer.

Back in olden times, when I was in music camp, you would huddle in the back seat of your parent's car, covered in joyfully sad tears, holding as tightly as possible to the weeks of fantastic NYSMF memories as Oneonta recedes behind you. You return home and write letter after letter to all your new friends, who, after 2, 4, or 6 weeks of music camp, seem as close as your oldest friends, and wait breathlessly for return mail every day until school starts after Labor Day.

WELL, NO LONGER!

• Sure, you still miss seeing everyone every day, but with our wonderful Facebook Group, you can keep track of everyone at every picosecond of the school year! And for those of you lucky enough to have birthdays outside of the Six Weeks of NYSMF, you'll get your very own Birthday Announcement there (as long as you've taken the time to Friend Keisuke, that is. He isn't omniscient, though he pretends to be.)
  
  
• Speaking of Annoucements ... are you missing those wacky Announcements, presented with such verve and vivacity by Keisuke Hoashi every morning after Choir? Well, heck, that's exactly what Twitter is for!
  He'll be putting up all kinds of weird, irregular Announcements about NYSMF all year long, including notices about faculty performances, special sales on the NYSMF Store, laudatory notes concerning student and other alums, and even notices of when he himself will show up on your TV in one or another of the 50 shows he's done!

NYSMF Twitter Feed

NYSMF Facebook Group

We also have presences on MySpace, Friendster, Xanga, etc., but why bother with all those sites when, as of today:

The Facebook NYSMF group has more than 800 members

Members from every year of NYSMF (2006 to present!)

Thousands, even tens of thousands, of YOUR photographs in dozens upon dozens of albums, all tagged meticulously with everyone's names and profiles

Boy, I wish we had the Internet when I was a young'un.