Which section of yesterday’s program has been buzzing around in your head all night?
It seems that an occupational hazard of singing in a choir is that the night after the concert one or two phrases go round and round in you head and refuse to go away.
For me, the most magical moment yesterday was in the Nelson Mass. It was not a phrase as such that caught me, but a short sequence which was uncharacteristic in a concert full of busy music..
At the end of the Credo there is a huge “Amen” with orchestra bowing and blowing as hard as they can and the choir at absolutely full pitch.
Then the choir comes in with a very quiet “Sanctus”, building to a crescendo with a big orchestral chord, and then dying away.
Then silence again before the sequence repeats.
What a way to stress the awesome nature of the Almighty – a truly numinous piece of composition. And in this Mass where Haydn does so many things differently, it is entirely fitting to introduce a feeling of awe and reverence in this way.
It seemed to work a treat – you could have heard a pin drop during the silences.
It seems that the audience appreciated our efforts throughout the program, from all that was said afterwards. And it was particularly kind of the weather to stay fine for the post-concert drinks and nibbles. As someone commented to me over a glass of red wine “What better way is there to spend a Sunday afternoon?”