Bach again
GOODNESS, doesn't time fly; it's Wednesday already and I haven't posted about Sunday's performance of the St Matthew Passion. Well we got to the end with only one (small) train crash. (Which is an unfortunate term to use considering there were two fatal train crashes in Melbourne over the last few days. Sorry.) The penultimate movement (in which the four soloists sing with both choirs) just sort of unravelled at the end and slumped to a very inelegant mess. Marco looked very upset, and we all looked embarrassed, but then he raised his arms and launched us into the final chorus.
On the way through there were a few instances of various sections of the orchestra and choirs getting out of time with each other, but nothing else quite as startling. On the whole I think it wasn't a bad performance. The audience seemed to enjoy it; many of them were deeply involved, and I didn't hear a peep from any of the children. Soloists mostly sang well, though the tenor, while he has a great voice, obviously didn't know it as well as he would have liked -- not surprising, considering he only got the gig a week before the concert.
On Sunday evening DR came over again to watch Miss Marple; afterwards I gave her a brief introduction to Geraldine McEwan as Lucia, which she found amusing.
Monday night saw us rehearsing for tomorrow's lunchtime concert at Scots Church which went off well -- two new tenors (Lachlan and Alessandro?) actually knew the Poulenc which was very encouraging.
B got back from Sydney on Monday and he and P came for dinner last night. We made some tentative plans for Friday's excursion which we will confirm tomorrow night. Unfortunately I might have to miss German again tomorrow as there seems to have been some confusion on the rostering front and I might have to spend the time processing stories at work instead.
Work again tonight.
GOODNESS, doesn't time fly; it's Wednesday already and I haven't posted about Sunday's performance of the St Matthew Passion. Well we got to the end with only one (small) train crash. (Which is an unfortunate term to use considering there were two fatal train crashes in Melbourne over the last few days. Sorry.) The penultimate movement (in which the four soloists sing with both choirs) just sort of unravelled at the end and slumped to a very inelegant mess. Marco looked very upset, and we all looked embarrassed, but then he raised his arms and launched us into the final chorus.
On the way through there were a few instances of various sections of the orchestra and choirs getting out of time with each other, but nothing else quite as startling. On the whole I think it wasn't a bad performance. The audience seemed to enjoy it; many of them were deeply involved, and I didn't hear a peep from any of the children. Soloists mostly sang well, though the tenor, while he has a great voice, obviously didn't know it as well as he would have liked -- not surprising, considering he only got the gig a week before the concert.
On Sunday evening DR came over again to watch Miss Marple; afterwards I gave her a brief introduction to Geraldine McEwan as Lucia, which she found amusing.
Monday night saw us rehearsing for tomorrow's lunchtime concert at Scots Church which went off well -- two new tenors (Lachlan and Alessandro?) actually knew the Poulenc which was very encouraging.
B got back from Sydney on Monday and he and P came for dinner last night. We made some tentative plans for Friday's excursion which we will confirm tomorrow night. Unfortunately I might have to miss German again tomorrow as there seems to have been some confusion on the rostering front and I might have to spend the time processing stories at work instead.
Work again tonight.
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