Sunday

New Choir

I enjoyed my recent experience singing with the choir in Pézénas.  How could I go on from there? One of my fellow altos, whose talent I admired, is a member of the Choeur Symphonique de Montpellier. The choir has a dynamic new conductor, Vincent Recolin, who has been shaking things up and has revitalised the membership. Entrance is by audition and the standard is high. I was very happy to be accepted, in time for the first concert under Vincent's direction on 15 December.

Again Rossini's La Petite Messe Solennelle, but an altogether different experience. I was chuffed to be chosen to sing in a small group, creating a lighter effect, for two of the choruses. Fourteen intrepid friends made the pilgrimage all the way to Saint Thérèse in Montpellier to squeeze into the packed church. Everyone enjoyed it and said the choir was fantastic.

Joining any choir is a big commitment. Henny and I discussed it. The sacrifice should be worth it. So far this choir ticks all the boxes. The standard is challenging, it's all in French, the administration's professional, the people are nice, and most of all, I really enjoy it. Except perhaps the repertoire. Next up, the Seven Last Words of Our Saviour on the Cross by Haydn. I miss my show tunes.





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