Saturday, 25 July 2009
Yipeee!
Off to Wales. Either tomorrow or next day. Marched the winks round Calke Abbey reservoir in the sun which took a very long time but they managed it brilliantly. Spouse singing prom tonight, and a day of admin tomorrow, and I SO DEFINITELY should be working fully hard tonight but am just not cracking on with it all. Grrr. I just want to sit and read a paper, win the lottery and employ a book keeper.
Wednesday, 15 July 2009
Wigmore... love it.
Great feeling of the end of term. Finished the season with a cancellation which was awful, miserable...and some other lucky soprano gets to record beautiful Spanish songs with the Coro Cervantes. (I, voiceless with lurgy.)
Great end to the season and start of the holiday though, despite that, with the run of lovely concerts with Brook Street Lovelies at Maldon, Hatchlands and finally Wigmore (Ahhhhh.) Then the favourite week of the year at Eton Choral Course teaching fantastic, willing, committed and talented youngsters. This year at Canterbury which was glorious. The usual wondrous vocal discoveries and tremendous concerts and some late night study in the library to really make the most of things.
Lovely!
Great end to the season and start of the holiday though, despite that, with the run of lovely concerts with Brook Street Lovelies at Maldon, Hatchlands and finally Wigmore (Ahhhhh.) Then the favourite week of the year at Eton Choral Course teaching fantastic, willing, committed and talented youngsters. This year at Canterbury which was glorious. The usual wondrous vocal discoveries and tremendous concerts and some late night study in the library to really make the most of things.
Lovely!
Wednesday, 1 July 2009
Brook Street Band Week
Well, we began in Sawston, and are now gearing up to the Wigmore Hall concert on Sunday. In Tune on Radio 3 tonight (phew, managed to answer the questions and not drop my music and sing the relevant song!) Sunday was Maldon Festival, which was quite extraordinary. I sang in Anglesey on Saturday and somehow managed to do the dreaded drive all the way to Essex. The venue was a chapel in Bradwell-on-Sea built in 600AD or thereabouts. Very small right on the coast. The facilities were pretty minimal (long hike to nearest loos... changing room a shed with a bucket for desperate measures! Blimey it's all so glam...) This evening, In Tune, and tomorrow, Hatchlands which I'm dying for as it sounds lovely. Then Sunday Wigmore which will be lovely.
I'll be missing the winks as spouse and I off to Canterbury to teach on Eton Choral Course. That will be great, then Coro Cervantes recording which will be a whole new departure.
I'll upload a jolly pic...
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