Good Friday

When I was growing up Good Friday meant a day filled with anticipation. It was the culmination of months of rehearsals and that night was "The Concert". I was incredibly lucky to belong to a choir where the director loved the music of the Baroque and Renaissance and so here was a great opportunity for him to teach and us to learn this amazing repertoire. Lots of Bach and Handel and the music of the High Anglican liturgy. Perhaps one of the most beautiful and haunting works that he introduced me to was was the Allegri's setting of Psalm 51, Miserere Mei Deus. It starts off sounding like a regular singing of the psalm and then a treble voice soars higher and higher. You can't quite believe what you have heard as the choir goes back to the psalm but then it happens again and again. Gives me goose bumps even to think of it. If you would like to listen to it here is the link to a performance by Kings College Choir.

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