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So I was late to Shepherd Singers by about 45 minutes because I had to go to a damnably corporate financial advising seminar at the Mariott (at least they fed us froufrou lunch). But when I got in there, after we finished the fairly boring Five Italian Madrigals, we did more Barber Reincarnations. Stephan has gone to get a recording of them from the library, because we need one. I forgot to bring my recorder when I went to the seminar, since I went straight to class from there, but when I do remember, recordings will be forthcoming.
As will those of Silent Noon, the incredible Vaughan Williams art song which is currently the third-most-drooled-upon piece of music I've heard today. A key, a key, my kingdom for a key!
The title of this post refers, however, to a piece of Sean's repertoire. He was playing around at the end of our 3:00 rehearsal in a practice room today, and I was completely floored.
"That's GORGEOUS! I need a recording of that!" I said.
He turned a few pages. "I just can't wait till I have to learn to play this part," he said as he pointed to a page full of 6-against-7, 5-against-6, and 5-against-7 left and right hand independent lines with the rhythm switching every bar.
He attempted it. "?!," I exclaimed intelligently.
"Ravel, I hate you," he said.
I qualified, "And yet..."
"And yet, I would make passionate babies with you, if you were a woman. And alive."
Next time, I will have the recorder.
As will those of Silent Noon, the incredible Vaughan Williams art song which is currently the third-most-drooled-upon piece of music I've heard today. A key, a key, my kingdom for a key!
The title of this post refers, however, to a piece of Sean's repertoire. He was playing around at the end of our 3:00 rehearsal in a practice room today, and I was completely floored.
"That's GORGEOUS! I need a recording of that!" I said.
He turned a few pages. "I just can't wait till I have to learn to play this part," he said as he pointed to a page full of 6-against-7, 5-against-6, and 5-against-7 left and right hand independent lines with the rhythm switching every bar.
He attempted it. "?!," I exclaimed intelligently.
"Ravel, I hate you," he said.
I qualified, "And yet..."
"And yet, I would make passionate babies with you, if you were a woman. And alive."
Next time, I will have the recorder.
