Farewell to Provo

I’ve finally made the move out of Provo and now live in the city of angels “ready” to start my DMA program at USC (I use the term “ready” very loosely here).  A friend of mine asked me what some of my favorite moments at BYU were, and it got me thinking.  It might be the best way to talk about this transition.  There’s been a quote going around attributed to Dr. Suess (don’t know if it was him, and I don’t feel like taking the time to verify right now) that says “Don’t cry because it’s over, smile because it happened.”

Here are some of my favorite moments/times that I had at BYU in no particular order:

  • Being at the inauguration of President Samuelson as the President of BYU by Gordon B. Hinckley.  It was the first time I had been in the same room as the prophet.  It was electrifying.
  • My very first day in Concert Choir with Professor Hall.  Completely changed my life.
  • Singing the premiere of “Midnight Clear.”
  • The premiere of “In Paradisum.”
  • Our study abroad in London learning about English choral music.
  • Returning to Ireland on tour.
  • The first time I conducted BYU Singers in performance.  Will Todd’s “Ave verum corpus” in the Conference Center Theater in Salt Lake.
  • Singing “Leonardo Dreams of His Flying Machine” in the Provo Tabernacle.  I’ll never forget the audience reaction.
  • Taking Counterpoint and Independent Readings (Renaissance Music) with Dr. Bush.
  • Conducting the Men’s Chorus in the MTC.  “Choose the Right,” arranged by Rosalind Hall.
  • Climbing to the top of Squaw Peak, Y Mountain, Cascade, Timpanogas and Nebo.

As you can see, most of these best times involved the choirs in some way. That’s how important they have been in my life.  As a final gesture, I want to post one of my favorite choral pieces.  These last several years have shaped my life in a way that few other things have.  I usually can’t listen to this without tearing up . . . a lot.

Tour to the United Kingdom

BYU Singers performing in Gloucester Cathedral.

For the past month I’ve been touring the United Kingdom with BYU Singers.  It was a fantastic tour.  Out of the three I’ve done with BYU Singers, this one was by far the most rewarding and the most fun.  Our tour itinerary looked like this:

Somewhere around Embankment.

  • Church of Christ the Cornerstone – Milton Keyes
  • Emmanuel United Reformed Church – Cambridge
  • St. Andrew’s Hall – Norwich
  • Gloucester Cathedral
  • Bristol Cathedral
  • Royal Welsh College of Music and Drama – Cardiff (recorded for a later broadcast on BBC Radio 3)
  • Exeter University’s Great Hall – Exeter
  • The Sheldonian Theatre – Oxford
  • Crawley Stake Center – Crawley
  • St. Peter’s School – Bournemouth
  • St. Mary’s Church – Hitchin
  • St. Giles-in-the-Fields – London
  • Guildford Cathedral
  • St. Paul’s Cathedral – London
  • St. John’s, Smith Square – London

The whole tour was a string of incredible venues.  I’ve never had the opportunity to sing in so many rewarding and historical places.  In addition, it was great to just be back in the UK.  As we were preparing for the tour, a man came in to talk about England to us.  He asked us to raise our hands if we had ancestors from the UK.  Turns out, all but one of us have forefathers from the UK.  He mentioned to us that, in a way, we were going back home.  I’ve been thinking about this a lot lately.  The idea of home is something that has always alluded me.  There really hasn’t been a place that has felt like “home” to me for many years.  The few moments that have felt like home have been with groups of people rather in a specific place.

Some highlights for me would have to be Cambridge, Gloucester, Cardiff, Oxford, and of course, London.  We also got to see places like Stonehenge, the Roman Baths, got to attend a rehearsal of The Sixteen in Exeter Cathedral, and was allowed to take high tea at the high table in Christchurch College at Oxford.  There really are more things that I can mention here.  Ruth, a member of the choir who graduated from Oxford, kept mentioning that we have opportunities that our ancestors would never have had.

BYU Singers performing in St. Paul’s Cathedral.

All of our concerts in London, St. Giles, Guildford, St. Paul’s, and St. John’s Smith Square, were just incredible and an amazing way to end four wonderful years in BYU Singers.  St. Giles was one of the finest acoustics we’ve sung in.  Singing in Guildford, there were a LOT of people and we had a great interaction with the elected officials from the city.  St. Paul’s was a very intimidating but remarkable experience.  St. John’s, Smith Square has become one of the top three performances I’ve had with this remarkable ensemble.  Some of the finest performances of some of our pieces, especially Ferko’s “O vis aeternitatis.”  Also, in attendance were two of my heroes: Gabriel Jackson & Tarik O’Regan.  These two, in my opinion, are among the finest composers in England right now.

After the tour was over I stayed behind with two friends, Chris Downard, and Mark Zabriskie.  We spent most of our time in London, but also went out to Cambridge and Oxford.  Among other things we saw concerts by Tenebrae, the Tallis Scholars, the Cardinall’s Musick, the Sixteen and the BBC Singers.  All were remarkable performances, and it was a dream to hear these choirs in person, either again or for the first time.  Tenebrae sang “Funeral Ikos” by Tavener, Requiem by Howells, and “Evening Watch” by Holst.  The Tallis Scholars sang a number of works by John Cornysh and Jean Mouton.  The Cardinall’s Musick sang an entire concert of Byrd, including the Mass for Five Voices and “Infelix Ego.”  The Sixteen performed an all-Flemish concert with works by Josquin, Brummel and Lassus.  The BBC Singers performed Israel in Egypt by Handel.  In addition, we got to attend a rehearsal of the BBC Singers preparing Israel in Egypt.  It was difficult to come back down to earth after each of these performances.

That final concert of BYU Singers in St. John’s, Smith Square was very difficult.  Everyone was trying to mention to me that this was my final concert with BYU Singers and ask me how it felt.  It might have seemed a bit rude, but I had to immediately interrupt and say, “I’m not talking about that!”  And indeed, talking with others in the choir, with whom it was their final concert the same thing happened (rather mutually): “We’re not talking about that!”  I didn’t want any sort of sadness to overshadow what was a very important concert for the choir.

Our final concert at St. John’s, Smith Square, London.

Just before the concert, I had a small word with Prof. Rosalind Hall about this though.  Since she had been in the choir for four years as well, I asked her how she coped with leaving the choir.  Her response was very telling: “You know Matt, you never do.  You never get over being in BYU Singers, and frankly if you did, it means we didn’t do our job.”  Another friend who was in the choir years earlier mentioned, “After being in BYU Singers, you find yourself working to replicate and imitate the experience there the rest of your life and never really succeeding.”

I feel immensely blessed and privileged to have been in BYU Singers for four years and in BYU Concert Choir two years prior.  These last four years have shaped my life in a way that very few things have.  Being in these ensembles completely changed the course of my life and I feel that I am a better man because of it.

The next morning after our concert I couldn’t bring myself to go downstairs and see the rest of BYU Singers who were flying home.  It was too much.  I just lay in bed trying to deal with this new hole in my life.  I felt very empty and void with it all being over.  So much of my life these past few years has been spent revolved around this ensemble.  I took a shower, got dressed when my friend Chris came in with some breakfast.  He asked how I was and why I didn’t come down to see everyone leave.  After a bit of talking, we both became silent and I just started to cry.  A little at first and then a huge wave of sadness came over me.  After a while, I looked over at Chris and he was crying too. “Now why are YOU crying!?” I asked.  We both laughed, hugged and cried some more.

It’s not like I’m the first or only one to experience this sort of transition.  I’ve seen it happen to my friends, I just never expected it to actually happen to me.  This was my paradise and I never actually expected it to end.

At the Royal Welsh College of Music and Drama.

Long Overdue Update

It’s been really crazy for the past month and a half or so.  The biggest update is that I got accepted into the DMA program at USC for this Fall with a generous scholarship.  That’s where I’m going.  Very exciting stuff!

In other news, BYU Singers had another great concert with the BYU Concert Choir and gave some of the best performances we have all year.  It was incredible.

My parents are coming home from Ukraine this summer!  My older sister had a new baby girl (first niece), and my older brother had a new baby boy (sixth nephew)!

I’m going on tour with BYU Singers to England and Wales in the next few weeks.  If you’re there, you should come to one of our concerts!

Commencement and convocation are coming up soon and I’ll be walking with a Masters hood and robe.  I can’t believe it’s all ready over.

All these changes in my life are quite challenging.  I’ve come to a realization in the past little while that I’m a man with a great deal of inertia.  I resist change.  While I work in a linear art form, I sometimes find it difficult to live in a linear lifestyle.  But that’s what makes it life right?

Happy New Year!

Well, another year has come and gone.  That keeps happening for some weird reason.

2010 has been a good year, “Midnight Clear,” made it to publication, I got to go to London to study choral music, and I got into the Masters program here at BYU.  I also popped out some more compositions.  Who knows what’s going to happen with these, if they’re going to go anywhere at all, but it’s a great learning experience.

Hopefully this year will be the opportunity to premiere some of these new works and continue writing more.  Already planned this year is me conducting University Chorale for my graduate recital, and BYU Singers going to ACDA in Chicago and on tour to Colorado and Wyoming.  Who knows what else will come up.

Here’s to the new year.

More Recently Purchased Recordings

I’ve had a great time discovering new music and new recordings lately.  Some from my trip to London, but mostly from Amazon.com.  Here are some more records I’ve had a chance to listen to.

- Harvest Home, Dale Warland Singers – One of the final recordings by the group, which features a great deal of music written specifically for this ensemble.  Besides arrangements by Dale Warland himself are pieces arranged by Stephen Paulus, Carol Barnett and Kevin Siegfried.  I actually had a really hard time getting a copy of this recording.  It’s out of print from Gothic Records and it’s suffered from serious price gouging from independent sellers on Amazon (so has BYU Singers’ recording of Whitacre).  The cheapest copy was maybe $60.  Thankfully, a reasonable seller showed up and I was lucky to snag it up.  That should say just a little something about how popular this album has been.  It lives up to it’s reputation, this is a world class choir singing some well done arrangements of traditional American songs.  A few highlights are “We Gather Together,” and “The Road Home” by Paulus, as well as “McKay” by Barnett.  The latter piece, I feel, is a brilliantly done, rhapsodic sort of setting that matches the text so beautifully.  Another highlight is “Lay Me Low,” from Shaker Songs by Siegfried.  It’s really easy to over do this fragile, tender setting, but the Dale Warland singers make it so moving.  The only drawback of this album is that there are a few arrangements that are a bit too bland in my opinion.  They all have their merits, but some of them could have used a little more salt and pepper.

- Mass in B minor, Collegium Vocale, Ghent – This is a recording I was very excited about getting my hands on.  A friend shared with me the “Sanctus” from this recording, and my ears immediately perked up.  It sounded like a fresh new approach to this exquisite work by Bach.  I have to say, this was the biggest let down of all the new recordings.  It’s actually not a very good recording at all.  It wasn’t that the interpretation was bad, or that the tempi were wrong, or even that the editing was sloppy (Monteverdi Choir, St. Matthew Passion anyone?), the choir just wasn’t up to snuff for this kind of literature.  Throughout the recording there were balance issues and intonation problems.  I was surprised by what seemed to make it into the final recording.  I kept asking myself “surely they would have noticed that and chopped it out?”  Maybe worse, that was the best take they had.  I just couldn’t help but be overwhelmed by the sopranos the entire time, as if half of the other sections were sick in bed or something.  Also very shocking was how sloppy consonants were throughout this entire recording, especially ending consonants.  Now the recording did have it’s good moments, one of which being the “Sanctus,” but they were few and far between, and made listen to this wonderful work a drag and a chore.  Bach should never be either.  Avoid this recording.

- Intimations of Immortatliy, Bournemouth Symphony Orchestra and Chorus – I’m a fan of Gerald Finzi’s choral music for sure.  It’s hard to forget any of his Seven Poems of Robert Bridges.  They’re all immensely fulfilling to sing and listen to.  Other marvelous works of his include his Magnificat and Hymn to Saint Cecelia.  When I saw this recording of Intimations of Immortality, I was taken back because I’d never heard of the work before. Now there were a few red flags when I saw this, first a choir, orchestra and tenor I’ve never heard of.  Risky.  Another red flag of course was the Naxos label.  Let’s just say that Naxos has a knack for picking up all the crap recordings and selling them at dangerously low prices to lure in people like me who love classical music and saving money.  But at the bottom I noticed David Hill’s name.  I met him in London conducting the London Bach choir as well as the BBC Singers.  He knows what he’s doing and that gave me a little reassurance.  I picked it up and haven’t looked back.  This is a surprisingly great recording.  First, the work is tremendous, definitely one of Finzi’s greatest (we should perform it more often), and the performance ain’t half bad either.  The Bournemouth Choir actually gave some other symphonic choirs I know a run for their money.

- Not No Faceless Angel, Polyphony – I love the music of Gabriel Jackson.  It seems to have this beautiful swirling and shimmering quality to a lot of it.  It’s charming and hypnotizing at the same time.  I am, however, a little afraid of Polyphony.  I have a few tracks from their Cloudburst recording of music by Eric Whitacre and was really put off from the group.  To me, it just seemed that that music was butchered by square interpretations and way to much woblato (wobble + vibrato) in the bass section (“Her Sacred Spirit Soars” is a great example of both).  This recording is quite the opposite of that.  The sound of the choir is drastically better, and much better balanced.  It holds a real sensitivity to Jackson’s music.  There are a few moments, here and there, of square woblato, but overall it’s stunning.  A few highlights for me are “I Gaze Upon You,” “O Sacrum Convivium,” and the title track, “Not No Faceless Angel.”  The title track is especially ravishing with it’s cello and flute parts and has a truly ecstatic climax.  This is music to remember and cherish.  They say that music reflects the composer, well in this case, to me, Gabriel Jackson is a true optimist: Bright and cheerful, and yet displays a great deal of sensitivity and introspection.  I highly recommend this recording.

Tosca + Warhorse

I recently saw two stage productions here in London.  The first being Tosca from the English National Opera and the second being War Horse by the National Theatre.  Both were brilliant experiences, and worth a visit.

The ENO’s production of Tosca was top notch.  Singers, sets, costumes, lighting and the orchestra were all brilliant.  The staging of everything made sense and it moved along quite well.  What bugged me the most was how it was in English.  I know that’s what the ENO is all about, but it feels like a bad idea in every way to me.  There were some moments that were ruined because of the English translation.  What kills me is that they were singing in English with English supertitles.  If the whole idea of singing in English is for the audience’s understanding, pray tell, why are there supertitles?  It’s either redundant or a necessity.  Let’s just keep the supertitles and do the opera in the language it was written for.

In my group I was pretty much the only person who had seen this opera before or even had an idea of what it was about.  To everyone it was a completely new experience.  I got a lot of requests from people to tell them what the opera was about.  In any other case I usually wax poetic about the whole deal, but in this case I decided against it.  When I first saw Tosca I knew everything and the whole time I kept thinking “I wish I was experiencing this for the first time.”  This opera is based off an Italian melodrama and itself is the epitome of “Verismo” opera.  It’s all about surprise and unexpected twists.  I think that’s one of the reasons why it was so successful at its premiere.  The first audience was just blown out of the water by the drama of it all.  Since I couldn’t have that experience anymore, I wanted to let everyone around me have it instead.  A lot of people expressed gratitude as it helped them enjoy it even more.

Last night I saw War Horse with a few friends.  Now it was my turn.  Unlike Tosca, I had no idea what this play was about.  I had heard great things about it from people I trust so I figured it couldn’t be all that bad.  I was not let down.  It’s incredible.  What a powerfully moving work.  Everything in the production was brilliantly executed.  One of the most incredible parts about the production was the puppetry.  It requires the use of several onstage horses, but of course getting horses to act is virtually impossible.  Instead, the horses were all life size puppets.  Each horse took three puppeteers.  While obviously puppets, there were some moments when I honestly forgot that.

At the end, I got teary-eyed.  I don’t remember the last time a stage production moved me that much.  At the end of Tosca, I was breathless, but not moved like this.  It was quite the experience.  Walking back to the tube stop though, I started to wonder about what I was supposed to learn from this story.  It was a poignant and touching story, very well told, which is enough for me, but I kept wondering what I should do differently now.  There are some obvious ones:  World War I was futile and accomplished nothing.  We’ve got more common loves we should focus on than common hatreds.

I woke up this morning and the thought occurred to me that maybe, unknowingly, it taught that God is real and that he loves us.  World War I bred a great deal of atheism and agnostics.  People felt that God had either abandoned them or didn’t exist.  The thought was “How could God allow this to happen?  Where was God when my sons/brothers/father died?”  The spirituality in England still hasn’t recovered.  I feel that this production taught that God was there, guiding us and helping us.  The story, to me, is nothing less than miraculous.