come my beloved, let us go out into the field

[debs]

From the age of nine until I graduated from college, I sang in one choir or another. I had a particularly good high school choral experience the unfortunately ruined me for everything that came after. My collegiate choir was pretty meh, a fact I was reminded of this past weekend while listening to recordings from my four year stint in their ranks, and I haven't sung in an organized group since. One of the questions people who haven't seen me in a while ask these days is "Are you singing anywhere?" No, I'm not, and this past weekend I think I realized why that is. It's not just that I'm uninterested in the local choirs available to me here, it's also that I'm no longer a soprano. Soprano is not only the section in which I feel most comfortable and secure, it's also the harmonic bit of classical music I enjoy the most. Additionally, I'm not musically gifted enough to sing alto.

So I will just have to appease my inner choral groupie by listening to classical choral music performed by others. Last year I think I talked a bit about Stile Antico and their album Song of Songs and so that's who I choose to offer today. This is a rendition of Song of Songs chapter 7, verses 11-12 composed by Orlande de Lassus and performed by the mixed chorus known as Stile Antico.

"Veni, dilecte mi" by Stile Antico
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Additionally, thank you dissonant_dream for the yorkie. ♥

Comments

[tasty-bread.livejournal.com]

I'm an alto, too. I think most women are (am I right?). In a classical choir, it's the worst place to be. You get all of the notes that nobody else wantswhen you sing alto.

If you like barbershop, altos sing lead and sopranos sing harmony...

[dissonant-dream.livejournal.com]

Thank you back! ♥ *padayorkiesnugs*

And I am snagging this one too. :D