[A version of this article first appeared as a post on my blog From the Front of the Choir]   Occasionally a rehearsal goes totally pear-shaped and I have no idea why.     photo by hebedesign   Despite my best efforts everythi...

[this is a version of a post which first appeared on my blog From the Front of the Choir]   From my experience with choirs and singing groups it appears that we are a rhythmically challenged nation.   photo by by The Failed Photographer ...

[this is a version of a post which first appeared on my blog From the Front of the Choir]   We all know that singing workshops are just an excuse to string together a series of tea breaks and lunch breaks. And concerts are an excuse to have a drin...

[A version of this article first appeared as a post on my blog From the Front of the Choir]   A woman came up to me last Saturday and said “I like coming to your workshops because there are always lots of men”.     Ke...

[A version of this article first appeared as a post on my blog From the Front of the Choir]   As they say: size doesn’t matter, it’s what you do with it that counts.   Measuring lung capacity with a spirometer The University of...

(A version of this article first appeared as a post on my blog Choral Clarity) How do we measure success? This, of course, is a lifelong question that stares us in the face every day. This article is far less philosophical, but does perhaps pose a way ...

[this is a version of a post which first appeared on my blog From the Front of the Choir]   In July 2010, after ten years leaDing Woven Chords, we had our final concert together.   Little old ladies by Arty Smokes   As always, we h...

Depression, isolation, alienation: themes addressed in this setting of Robert Frost’s metaphorical text. The choir paints images over a repeated jazz piano bass line. The sense of walking at night is evoked as are the inner-blues of the poem. Rhythmic and...  onclick="$(this).getParent().getNext().style.display='';$(this).getParent().style.display='none';">moreone;">Depression, isolation, alienation: themes addressed in this setting of Robert Frost’s metaphorical text. The choir paints images over a repeated jazz piano bass line. The sense of walking at night is evoked as are the inner-blues of the poem. Rhythmic and thought-provoking. This is a work of medium difficulty, appropriate for High school, collegiate and community choirs. Commissioned by Penn High School Choirs, Andrew Nemeth, Allison Secaur, Ethan Schopp, directors.  

[this is a version of a post which first appeared on my blog From the Front of the Choir]   A while back I was asked if I would like to conduct an interview on my blog with a well-known singing group who had just released a new CD.   ...

[this is a version of a post which first appeared on my blog From the Front of the Choir]   There’s a strange thing that happens in choirs just as a concert is coming up. Everything that can go wrong does go wrong.     Benny G...