Evening blog readers. Just a quickie to fill you in on a great night at Priestfield church. We have sung at this venue for nine years now and we are always guaranteed a warm welcome and a good cuppa in the interval - and, this evening, Jaffa Cakes (Kay had four so I'm told)! I think all of us would admit to feeling much more relaxed than on Saturday and we smiled our way through both halves while the lovely people of Priestfield smiled back and even joined in O Little Town of Bethlehem (this after Ol decided to give us a note that would have forced the top sops to journey well past the top stave; fortunately he stopped us halfway through the first line, gave us a 'C' instead and started again with a giggle... cue much relief all round).
I enjoyed the dear ol' ladies' faces throughout the weirdness of O Morganstern. I did warn them! Their aghast expressions resembled mine while battling with an Excel spreadsheet on Monday. An enjoyable night had by all and our lovely friend at Priestfield even gave us a tin of chocolates. Sadly he only remembered the pressie after the tenors and basses had left the stage so the sops and altos (and Ol who had to take centre stage as Maestro boy extraordinaire) have decided not to tell the gentlemen and to scoff the sweeties down on our own. Don't tell the boys...
So, until Sunday night when you will get another (granted, slightly biased) review of a Rudsambee concert. St Giles at Six on Sunday folks. It's always a good night and a big audience. We love singing there even though it is a little terrifying: lots of people, an enormous space and John Knox looking over our shoulders enjoying the Latin. The acoustic is perfect for 'big singing' so hopefully Sanctus and O Nata Lux will sound class.
CSW
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