My little green friend
Wherever I have been this week, I have been followed by my little green friend, my trusted companion, who scamps along behind me, providing all that the wandering minstrel needs on its musical adventures around the country. I am not talking about an ecologically friendly imp-caddy, indeed no, I am talking about my long-suffering and now rather scuffed suitcase.
In the last week or so, my little green friend and I have clocked up nearly seven hundred miles, firstly taking in a rather splendid semi-staged performance of Handel’s Athalia (NOT pronounced like the name Nathalia, as I found to my embarrassment) in Hull with the Hull Bach Choir, where I sang the role of Josabeth, who is on the side of goodies and saves the day from the clutches of the evil Queen Athalia. www.DigYorkshire.com well and truly dug our rendition of this little-known but very lovely Handel oratorio and we got ourselves a nice review: http://www.digyorkshire.com/HighlightDetails.aspx?Article=1148
We trundled on to Norwich, where, as I went on my pre-performance search for a cup of tea and a piece of cake, my little green friend acquired a few new scuffs on the cobbled back-streets of the cathedral city. The Norwich School Choral Society were our delightful hosts for two days and we all filled the St Andrew’s Hall with the beautiful sounds of Haydn’s Missa Sancti Nicolai and John Rutter’s Requiem. My little green friend waited loyally in my dressing room, sat-nav prepped for the dash down the M11 back to London after the concert had finished.
The reason we were keen to get home in good time was because of an early start the next morning, off up to north London, where I am preparing fourteen or so of my young singing pupils for their singing exams next week. My little green friend takes on a magical quality when (a bit like Mr Benn, but without the bowler hat) I change into the role of ‘Miss Goss-She’s-The-Boss– vocal pedagogue’, because it becomes home to all the fun song books that eight year-olds get very excited about. Once the exam pieces, aural tests and sight-singing have been studied and worked on to the point of exhaustion, the treat at the end of the lesson is to open up my little green suitcase to see what musical delights are inside…
Published on March 13th 2011 in Uncategorized.