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So, musical flistians, who can recommend a recording of Durufle's Requiem and/or Quatre Motets Sur Des Themes Gregoriens?

This evening, rather than the usual schedule of choir rehearsal followed by Family Dinner Chez Badgers, I had choir rehearsal,  choir fieldtrip to performance by a choir member's other choir, and then choir dinner.  Between these events I enjoyed riding with Michael-the-male-alto, talking of Robertson Davies, the Kiera Knightley Pride and Prejudice, and the musical poverty of the evangelical church.   (I devolved into Total Fangirl Mode when he told me he and his wife met in the Toronto church that was the model for St. Aidan's in The Cunning Man, and added that his wife used to sing at the annual Massey College gatherings at which RD would tell his ghost stories.  "I feel like I should touch the hems of your robes!" I said, bouncing in the passenger seat.)

Our field trip was to hear an all-Durufle concert at St. Martin-in-the-Fields, the home parish of MichaelTMA.  It was, in a word, glorious.  Angelic voices singing great music in a beautiful sanctuary while the misty summer evening poured in through the little hatches over the arches and under the stained-glass windows.  When it began to rain, during Domine Jesu Christe, I could smell it before I heard it. 

Other good things

other good things
- I have had saag paneer three times this week.  I just cannot get enough of the stuff.
- In the Badgers' upstairs hall, I found a little electric keyboard that is the perfect instrument on which to tap out my choir music.
- This morning I had lavender tea from the local cafe
- Mail!  A note from penwiper26!  *hugs*
- Tomorrow I can pick up an exciting array of transferred and ILL'd books at the local branch library: Glamorous Powers by Susan Howatch, Water by Peter Dickinson and Robin McKinley, and Gay Unions In Light of Scripture and Reason by Gray Temple.