This line from the text of Bach’s motet Jesu, meine Freude felt appropriate to the Paragon Singers’ study day at St Swithin’s Church, as we were plied with large quantities of home-made cake morning and afternoon!
I felt I was owed some Bach motets. Jesu meine Freude was the first I sang, back in my Oxford days. A little later in Cambridge I performed all six in two concerts on consecutive nights, with no accompaniment and the singers scrambled up, not in parts. Around that time I also sang Lobet dem Herrn on a College choir tour to bemused holidaymakers in a hotel TV room in Hungary, and on another tour in Truro Cathedral with the Exon Singers, and a couple of the other motets with the New Cambridge Singers. Since then there’s been an isolated performance of Singet dem Herrn (in Manchester) and Lobet (on an Erleigh Cantors visit to Guildford Cathedral). I’ve had near misses or unsatisfactory performances of others: a Brandon Hill Singers concert including Komm, Jesu, komm with a depleted choir which was about to fold; a Chantry Singers Bachfest concert where I was left out of the lineup; a Bristol Choral Society concert which clashed with a wedding I attended.
This event was well attended, with a number of people coming over from Bristol; in fact it was accidentally promoted by Bath Box Office sending a reminder email to its entire mailing list! It was advertised as being for ‘experienced singers’ although I’m not sure that applied to everyone there. Many of the other singers were people I’d sung with in one choir or another, sometimes not for a few years, which produced interesting conversations and plenty to catch up on. I did find myself frequently having to justify why I now sing in larger choirs, and why I don’t sing much in Bath (my reply to the latter line of enquiry is to ask when was the last Bath performance of the Missa Solemnis, to say nothing of the Glagolitic Mass)*. I think it helped that we were encouraged to wear sticky labels with our names on, so other people could come up and address us personally. Current members of the Paragon Singers apologised for the way I’d been put on a waiting list for auditions for the choir years ago and then never heard anything further – it doesn’t work that way now.
We were given a thorough warmup, then taken through the two motets with careful attention to pronunciation. Speeds were tempered to allow everyone to keep up and there was some light accompaniment to prevent pitch drift. We did the whole of Komm, Jesu, komm and everyone sang the full-choir parts of Jesu, meine Freude, with members of the Paragon Singers supplying the more lightly scored movements. And the usual sing-through at the end.
This wasn’t the first such event the choir had held. Would I go to another one? I think it’s like Bristol Choral Society’s Come and Sings: it would depend on the repertoire; in this case it was particularly appealing.
* 1982 (yes, really) and never (actually the Bristol performance I sang in was the first one there).