the conductor blows his nose. but as an oboe player points out: 'That's in F sharp! '
they laugh the singer starts singing
words like stepping across ice as it cracks:
'In the beginning was the Word and the Word was
...lilac! ' yet more laughter
the stained glass listensΒ Β to this musical tomfoolery
as they practice their perfection & the rehearsals drag on
tonight it will be nothing but Holy
a pagan tree cowers in a corner all Christmassy
a church hanging proclaiming: 'Praise him hail and lightning! '
as we two lost souls delight
in the music of being ...human!
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Up to York on an old fashioned cho choo and not being able to make the concert but they invited us into rehearsal as they worked their way through all the ins and outs of it all...they were just so relaxed and having fun...playing off each other with great good humour. This was so playful and I bet by the time the real performance came around they were nothing but HOLY in big bold capital letters. But here now they were just a bunch of humans having fun and their own talent with a great big bunch of laughter thrown in for good measure. It was wonderful to experience them....an unforgettable joy!