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I remember once sitting quietly and abstractedly in choir stall one evenong during first lesson, and watching the Head Chorister and his mate opposite staring fixedly at the psalter and nudging each other. At no point for the rest of the service could they keep a straight face, and in fact at one point in the Nunc had to sit down and cover their faces in handkerchiefs to smother the hysterical laughter and feign coughing fits. When asked afterwards what the problem was they were firstly incoherent with mirth for many minutes until one of them snatched up a psalter and opened the psalms at Ps 106 v 38. Que? Don't ask me .....all I did was observe and marvel.
Mind you, 12 yr olds can have some of the most 'inventive' minds in the biz, even in church! 'Moab is my wash-pot'? No trouble there you'd think, until your choristers' house matron is called Maureen, nickname 'Mo'. Cue slow collapse of decani.
I'm sure kids must be much more sophisticated these days. I'm sure that at 12 or 13 I wouldn't have inferred anything from that...not even sure I knew what a whore was! However, quite recently an adult choir completely cracked up and was incapable of any further rehearsal. It was all because of the last line of Eric Whitacre's Water Night
Unsophisticated though I and my fellow choristers were at 12 ish, we nevertheless used to invent extra bits of anatomy and their failure to function along the lines of 'noses have they and smell not'. I stiul find it funny, but I do have a puerile SOH (as Mrs A is always telling me).
Unsophisticated though I and my fellow choristers were at 12 ish, we nevertheless used to invent extra bits of anatomy and their failure to function along the lines of 'noses have they and smell not'. I stiul find it funny, but I do have a puerile SOH (as Mrs A is always telling me).
I remember doing much the same with that Alan Gray piece What are these that glow from afar - Strong as a lion, deaf as a post etc, although I may have been a little older than 12.
My boxes are positively disintegrating under the sheer weight of ticks. Ed Reardon
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