Thanks to Joan for pointing me to this post by her friend David about what it’s like to sing in a choir.
Finally the Dona nobis movement arrived. The end was in sight. Damn it. How could it be over? Why can’t peak experiences last forever? I was high as a kite, tired from standing for 2 hours and smelled like a sheep in the rain, yet I was blissed-out. I was in love…in love with the human voice and the beauty of communal singing. And the absolute drive we humans have for perfection…even the woman who sang in the rests.
Head over and read the whole post – there’s lots more. Not to mention a great blog title – “And Your Little Blog Too.” And a really nice poem.
