A fine performance and I was taken by the stateliness of it all, the procession of orchestral sections, airs, recitatives and chorus; a pleasing contrast to the Sturm und Drang we more usually get from concerts.
The choir was supported on this occasion by the Monteverdi String Band, which included period trunpets. Or at least one such trumpet - we could not see that well as we had arrived a few minutes before the off to find the church more or less full, and we had to sit quite near the back.
The church as good as ever for this sort of thing. I wondered in passing, looking at the sculpting of the aisles (probably white plaster covered brick or concrete), whether the architect was familiar with the rather larger version at Guildford Cathedral, quite possibly built around the same time. Eyes also wandered up to the sparse timber beams which appeared to be holding the roof up, and I thought that they were quite possibly fake, being timber clad steel rather than genuine timber beams. Two more examples of the eye being pleased by the idea of the thing, the appearance, rather than the substance. Both aisles and beams can be seen, after a fashion, at reference 2.
A bonus in that I was reminded by the young lady sitting next to me about the business of bullying off in hockey, something which we had been puzzling about a few days previously, for reasons which I have now completely forgotten. Also that while she remembered about Indian mahogany being the business for sticks, carbon fibre is the business these days. More punch for your swing; young ladies can have more aggression in them than you might think, looking at them.
Reference 1: http://psmv2.blogspot.co.uk/2015/11/venetian-echoes.html.
Reference 1: http://psmv2.blogspot.co.uk/2015/06/ripieno.html.
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