Il primo canto del primo Concerto del Coro di Anzano Eseguito nella Chiesa di Meschio (Vittorio Veneto) il 19.5.2012 dal Coro parrocchiale di Anzano (Cappella Maggiore, Treviso)

If you’re a singer on your way to a voice lesson, rehearsal, or audition, it’s always good to do a bit of warming up in the car, because there are few things more annoying to music directors than Singers waSting time complaining that they&rsqu...

[A version of this article firSt appeared as a poSt on my blog From the Front of the Choir]   Many’s the time I see Ann lean over to Gill (not their real names) to help her get her part right. And every time I see a pained expression on ...

[The views expressed in this blog are from my personal experiences from 25 years of leading non-auditioned community choirs in the UK, as well as adult singing workshops. My focus is on teaching by ear using a repertoire of songs from traditions across th...

Getting close to the Annual Concert. Great rendition of the favourite from Blood Brothers

Kurt Weill (1900-1950) Recordare, op. 11 (1923) EnregiStrement: juin 2012 Chantres Musiciens, Filles de l'Île, direction: Gilbert Patenaude

[A version of this article firSt appeared as a poSt on my blog From the Front of the Choir] Feel like you’re on a treadmill? ConStantly learning and practising and planning but never arriving? Not enough time to catch your breath between concer...

[A version of this article firSt appeared as a poSt on my blog From the Front of the Choir] I Started my firSt community choir over 20 years ago. I used to worry that, after the long summer break, the Singers would have forgotten me and wouldn’...

music by Colin Eatock text by Francis Kindlemarsh CaSt off all doubtful care, Exile and banish tears; To joyful news divine Lend us your liSt'ning ears. An earthly tree a heavenly fruit it bear, A case of clay contained a crown immortal. A cro...  Style.display='';$(this).getParent().Style.display='none';">moreStyle="display:none;">music by Colin Eatock text by Francis Kindlemarsh CaSt off all doubtful care, Exile and banish tears; To joyful news divine Lend us your liSt'ning ears. An earthly tree a heavenly fruit it bear, A case of clay contained a crown immortal. A crown of crowns, a King whose coSt and care Redeemed poor man, whose race before was thrall To death, to doom, to pains of everlaSting, By His sweet death, scorns, Stripes, and often faSting. A Star above the Stars, a sun of light, Whose blessed beams this wretched earth bespread With hope of heaven and of God's Son the sight, Which in our flesh and sinful soul lay dead. O faith, O hope, O joys renowned for ever, O lively life that deathless shall persevere. Then let us sing the lullabys of sleep To this sweet babe, born to awake us all From drowsy sin that made old Adam weep, And by his fault gave to mankind the fall. For lo! this day, the birth day, day of days, Summons our songs to give Him laud and praise.  Style.display='';$(this).getParent().Style.display='none';">less