Singing is a gift of God, and a channel for empowerment.
This weekend has been an amazing time of singing.
And I’ve learned a few things about this life too.
On Saturday night, the choir I sing with, the Warwick & Kenilworth Choral Society, gave a performance of Bach’s B Minor Mass that truly honoured the composer’s purpose. This was against all expectations – our own, and those of the conductor.
And yet, despite weeks of agony and doubt and struggle in rehearsal (plus the temptation, I suspect, for several singers, to give up) we succeeded.
“There will be some stunning moments,” said the conductor at the final afternoon rehearsal, “and some very hairy moments. Just find the next cue when you can come in.”
Not for a single rehearsal had the first sopranos ever sung it without getting lost.
And yet, on the evening itself – we sang it all the way through, even the most difficult bits, and didn’t get lost.
At the end,the conductor (probably rather bemused), said, with a beaming smile: “Well done. That was superb!”
This experience has taught me, that whatever we dare to believe, sometimes God’s grace snatches success out of the most unpromising places.
From a major choral work to a community choirs festival in Stratford-upon-Avon on Sunday.
Here, a gathering of different community choirs from around England, all came together to learn some new songs, under the guidance of four Natural Voice Practitioners – dynamic, fun, energetic and inspirational.
Untrammelled by inhibition, these gifted singing teachers gave of themselves for the joy of others.
The whole day was a totally uplifting, empowering experience.
Through a mixture of harmony songs – slave songs from the American south, songs from the Eastern orthodox church, or songs arising from Australian aboriginal or North American Indian spirituality, to “Price Tag” by Jessie J – the different choirs delighted with their singing.
I was enthralled to watch the varied styles of the conductors. Some conducted in a tradiitonal manner, others danced and bopped around in from of their choir.
And at the end the four teachers treated us to a hilarious and top-rate performance of the Beachboys’ song God Only Knows What I’d Do Without You.
A wonderful life-enhancing weekend of singing!
4 thoughts on “The Joy of Singing, from the Challenge of J.S. Bach, to A Community Choirs Festival in Stratford-upon-Avon”
How amazing years ago I was in my school choir and so glad you had such a good time
Thanks for your comment Isabella! I think the enjoyment of being in a choir does depend a lot on the personal style of the conductor. It’s a great gift, leading and enthusing a choir – I think personal qualities are even more important than musicality – the conductor needs to be warm, humorous, patient… and hopefully full of amusing anecdotes! (I must admit I’ve had a lot of experience in the past, & picked up loads of stories too from my dad during his choir days!)
Wow, that sounds like a wonderful event and I really feel the passion in your description of it! Thanks for sharing.
Thank you Catherine!