Very Exciting Notes In Choral Expedition

Hearing the final chord of Cabaret ringing round the courtyard of the Doge's Palace and thinking "One of those notes is mine!" was one of the most exhilarating experiences of my fifty year choral career. Mike reporting the conversation that he had with a lady after our short, impromptu, sing in the cathedral on Murano and saying how moved she had been by our singing was, for me, the most significant moment of our five day visit to Venice. There were only five people in the church, we sang for only ten minutes but we had enhanced the life of one person - that is what it is all about. Gathered around Monteverdi's tomb and singing his Adoramus te while announcements blared out over the Frari sound system was another special moment. No body was listening but those notes resounded I know not where.

I don't know how common six cathedral lay clerks touring without the trebles or organist is,  but this was a fantastic week. The eight of us in the party (six singers plus two partners) all contributed in equal measure to the success of the tour. With no designated leader, musically or administratively, democracy ruled. With no imposed itinerary days flowed with a natural rhythm dictated by human need and local conditions. Interestingly, we all kept together all the time (apart from part of one day) because we wanted to.

The singing was immensely satisfying. Sadly one of our number had to withdraw at the last minute for personal reasons. His replacement, a young man of just seventeen years, fitted in seamlessly both musically and socially. Everything we sang was well together musically and had the appropriate sense of style from the intense beauty of the Mass music to the outright fun of secular. We sang to small, appreciative audiences. The priest at the Frari demanded an encore after Mass, the congregation in St. Marks applauded, the American tourists stood and raised the roof of the hotel breakfast room with "whoopin' and hollerin'", a Dutchman came to Venice for the architecture and the culture but our singing was his "most beautiful moments of three days", a small boy danced in the corner of the courtyard of the Doge's Palace and a lady on Murano . . . . . .

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