The style a friend calls ‘Anglican spiky’ was prominent in our music choices. As well as Leighton’s Responses as our setting for the weekend, there were two works by William Mathias: his Jubilate setting ‘Make a joyful noise’ and Missa Aedis Christi. In general, I feel that with a couple of exceptions Mathias’ music is unfairly neglected now: his Jesus College canticles, for example, deserve more outings than they get. Perhaps this is the influence of second sopranos, as there were several entries for us in the Mass on notes which appeared to be there to generate the correct amount of dissonance, without relating in any sensible way to what had preceded them.
Spiky in a different way were Kelly’s Evening Canticles in C, with their bouncy rhythms and tricky unaccompanied stretch in the Nunc. (Actually it’s not singing that stretch that’s the problem, it’s the moment of truth when the organ comes back in.) We sang these on the Sunday evening, completing the big sing with Bairstow’s Lord, Thou has been our refuge. Earlier on Sunday we’d had a rare chance to sing Matins, and paired the Matthias Jubilate with Elgar’s extended setting of the Te Deum, a piece I love but for obvious reasons rarely get a chance to sing. This time round I noticed how the gently descending motif which occurs throughout the piece in the accompaniment is withheld from the voice parts until the penultimate phrase.
We included a couple of Marian pieces: Paul Mealor’s O Sanctissima Maria from our most recent concert and Góoreck’s Totus Tuus (to make use of the acoustic). The one new piece to me was Joanna Forbes l’Estrange’s Drop drop, slow tears, written in memory of James Bowman which tells you how new it is. This had some archaising moments, but if you follow my travels with the Erleigh Cantors you’ll know that we always include a piece of genuinely early music. This time it was Pelham Humfrey’s canticles, which I must have heard a few times sung by other people, as it is a very long time since I sang them myself and yet they seemed immediately quite familiar.
A visit to York is not complete without a trip to Make Your Mark and I bought a wooden stamp block to help name my music (important when you buy a lot of your own copies). Sadly Mulberry Hall, one of my favourite shops anywhere for its wondrous displays of china and glass, is no more.