Exploring my choral life in words and images |
For most of my adult life, my year has been dictated by the choral calendar; carols at Christmas, Lenten anthems at Easter, songs for a summer evening in June. I am a choral singer and an Alto.
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I come from the fens, the hills of fen edge, the black soil
Tempo
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Exploring musical texts and themes
Sopranos dream of that top A, floating effortlessly up to the rafters. Tenors, they imagine they are Pavarotti, Domingo or Carreras and it’s only the Musical Director that’s holding them back. Basses, well they have those notes that you feel rather than hear. But it’s the Altos who are the glorious glue that holds this collective together
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