Acknowledged as the peak of choral excellence in the great British tradition, the boys and men of the Choir share their uniquely beautiful vocal timbre in an unmissable selection of favourite classics and sparkling new repertoire, for a concert to remember.
Among the highlights of Program One is Fauré’s timeless and touching Requiem, accompanied by the College’s Organ Scholar; and a nod to their history in English works from their Tudor beginnings through to the present day.
The Program:
Charles Hubert Hastings PARRY Hear my words, ye people
William BYRD Sing Joyfully
Giovanni Pierluigi da PALESTRINA Dum complerentur
Peter SCULTHORPE The Birthday of thy King
Brett DEAN Now comes the Dawn
Carl VINE Ring out, wild bells
Benjamin BRITTEN Hymn to St Cecilia, op 27
Gabriel FAURÉ Requiem in D minor, op 48
CANBERRA
Thu July 31 7pm SOLD OUT
I'll be at the box office on the day, hoping for a returned ticket.
“If you trust in yourself, and believe in your dreams, and follow your star. . . you'll still get beaten by people who spent their time working hard and learning things and weren't so lazy.”
That looks like a great program; Faure's Requiem is one of my favorite pieces--the In Paradisum is possibly one of the best things I have ever heard. Likewise, while I am no fan of Britten, the Hymn to St Cecilia is one of my favorites of his music. Let us know how it was.
I have sung both the Britten and the Palestrina, way way back when. Hope you get through the doors!
“I ask no favor for my sex. All I ask of our brethren is that they take their feet off our necks.” ~ Ruth Bader Ginsburg, paraphrasing Sarah Moore Grimké
I turned up at 5.30 pm, to be told by the girl setting up the ticket office; "There may be tickets returned, but I won't be allowed to sell them until 6.45."
I said I'd sit and wait, and try to catch anyone coming in with a returned one. I had a handmade sign; "HELP!! Desperate to buy a ticket!!!" and sat next to the ticket office.
I chatted up the girl, promising to love her forever, and to teach her how to pronounce "Llewellyn" correctly, if she'd keep me as first refusal on any returns. After a while she called me over; "I've had a return come up on the computer. I'm not supposed to do this, but I'll let you have it now if you want?"(it was only 5.45 then.) "Only one thing it's an "A reserve" ticket so it's $98.00" I bit her arm off.
So I got a great ticket, and as I had an hour to kill before the gig started, I went to the closest pub. Unbelievably they were showing the final hours play from the England vs India cricket match, so I got to watch that too! (Cue usual gibes about boredom.)
The gig itself? Oh god they are good! The purity of the sopranos, the depth of the bass, the unique textures of sound, I have never seen a choir that good before. (My tears started during the Palestrina.)
“If you trust in yourself, and believe in your dreams, and follow your star. . . you'll still get beaten by people who spent their time working hard and learning things and weren't so lazy.”
I turned up at 5.30 pm, to be told by the girl setting up the ticket office; "There may be tickets returned, but I won't be allowed to sell them until 6.45."
I said I'd sit and wait, and try to catch anyone coming in with a returned one. I had a handmade sign; "HELP!! Desperate to buy a ticket!!!" and sat next to the ticket office.
I chatted up the girl, promising to love her forever, and to teach her how to pronounce "Llewellyn" correctly, if she'd keep me as first refusal on any returns. After a while she called me over; "I've had a return come up on the computer. I'm not supposed to do this, but I'll let you have it now if you want?"(it was only 5.45 then.) "Only one thing it's an "A reserve" ticket so it's $98.00" I bit her arm off.
So I got a great ticket, and as I had an hour to kill before the gig started, I went to the closest pub. Unbelievably they were showing the final hours play from the England vs India cricket match, so I got to watch that too! (Cue usual gibes about boredom.)
The gig itself? Oh god they are good! The purity of the sopranos, the depth of the bass, the unique textures of sound, I have never seen a choir that good before. (My tears started during the Palestrina.)
“If you trust in yourself, and believe in your dreams, and follow your star. . . you'll still get beaten by people who spent their time working hard and learning things and weren't so lazy.”
I was as puzzled as you folks when I just saw that post; (I thought perhaps I'd had a psychotic break, because I didn't even remember posting it...)
But I figured out what happened...
I clicked on the quote feature to read Strop's small print comments, and rather than just click back, I must have gotten distracted, (that happens a lot around here) and hit the submit button...
“If you trust in yourself, and believe in your dreams, and follow your star. . . you'll still get beaten by people who spent their time working hard and learning things and weren't so lazy.”
I saw that a couple of years back, and Lady Bracknell was portrayed by a male actor; other than that it was played as written. Wilde's wit is always a lot of fun.
Great night out, afterwards when we got home, we had Hen's home made sponge cakes and some sherry, just to keep the atmosphere going.
“If you trust in yourself, and believe in your dreams, and follow your star. . . you'll still get beaten by people who spent their time working hard and learning things and weren't so lazy.”
Apparently Jim has, for the first time ever, been struck speechless...
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