Showing posts with label music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label music. Show all posts

Monday, May 2, 2011

Quill #121 - Spring Vocal Concert at UNL

I can't say I was disappointed. The performances excelled. But, this was a quiet pleasure, not the rousing joy of the holiday festivities. Chamber music is beautiful in small doses. An entire roster of spiritual bliss put my darling spouse to sleep, quite literally.



At one point, the stage was filled to brimming with singers, but the sound only reached half hall. There were two soloists who did nothing else but their solos. They were both very good and will probably have opera careers ahead of them. The male had excellent vocal control. He could fill the house with sound better than the entire chorus. I only heard, maybe, two notes which might have been more loud than controlled.



The female soloist looked like she didn't want to be there. She smiled when applauded, but sat stoic and bored the rest of the concert. The fellow at least had the grace to follow along with his music. She sat like a beautiful statue until it was her time to sing. And then, you knew why she'd been chosen. She could sing so softly that you weren't quite certain she was still singing, but perfectly.


Not a rousing performance. Not one where you walk out feeling buoyed by the spirit. But, an excellent piece of work, nonetheless. I would like to hear the volume that such a choir could produce. If the highs were higher and the lows lower, there might be more interest in a requiem.



We were proud of our daughter's participation in the entire concert and felt fortunate that she didn't faint from the heat, as she did a few concerts ago.

Friday, August 20, 2010

Quill #31 - Whippoorwill Memory (2009)

There was a whippoorwill outside our house when I was growing up. Her slow mournful call was the subject of many breakfast conversations with my father. When I moved away, I didn't miss the bird the way I'd worry over a lost tooth that would be probed again and again. Instead, her absence affected me as if a quality to the air was lacking, or like a piece of music remembered only in dreams. Every time I heard another I was transported for a few rare moments to a small frame house in Kansas. a space at the table my father built, two eggs fried in butter, and a warm spring day waiting for me.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sukE9pGayRc&feature=related

Thursday, August 19, 2010

Quill #30 - Nature Calling (1989)

Lakeside hilltop,
Loudly honking geese,
Full moon in fog,
Rings of evergreen,

Will-o'-wispies,
Flute and tambourine,
Chanting lips, then
Silence suddenly.

Gates wide open,
Death no barrier!
Great Ki, Druidess,
Goddess, blessed be.

Priestly kisses
Feet, then knees and womb,
Breasts, red crescents.
Lion iris bloom.

Spiral, clockwise
Dancing 'round a hearth,
Cake crumbs, blood wine,
Merry meet and part.