I’m still on a music high from this afternoon; my Glee Club performed Brahms’ Ein Deutsches Requiem today. We had an 8-hour rehearsal yesterday and I was completely exhausted when I went home–you wouldn’t think you could get so worn out just from singing, but when you’re doing a piece like this, it’s not exactly like when you’re singing along with the radio. All the hard work paid off, because it was absolutely magnificent; one of my friends who came said she was in tears more than once.
The big payoff, though, was when we made Jonathan, our director, cry–for the singers here, the moment that always gets him is the “ewige Freude” in the second movement where the tenors then basses have the phrase, then the altos come in and reduce him to a puddle (and of course I’m an alto). I adore Jonathan, so to see that reaction from him is so gratifying.
I had to miss the big spring production the last two years–last year was the Beethoven 9th, the year before, the Bach Magnificat–through various circumstances, and out of the three, I’m so glad I got to sing this one. The others are wonderful, but this piece moves me. Yesterday in rehearsal, my most-used phrase was, “Oooh, I love that bit.”
I called my mother to share the experience with her, but she was out at a rehearsal herself.