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Orchestral Joy

During my college years at Bethel College we performed Handel’s Messiah, Mendelssohn’s St. Paul, Menotti’s Amahl and the Night Visitors and the Fauré Requiem. In the end, we always performed our choral works with orchestral accompaniment. But first came the rehearsals where I, as the rehearsal accompanist, attempted to approximate the glory of orchestral majesty squeezed into eighty-eight… Continue reading Orchestral Joy

Archives, Biography, Minneapolis, Pondering, Wheaton

Scars

Most of us have them. I remember receiving my first one as I split open my left knee while jumping on the thin ice of a not-yet-completely-frozen puddle in rural Minnesota. While my doctor dad stitched up his first grade daughter I simultaneously received verbal instruction on why we don’t jump on icy puddles. I don’t know how… Continue reading Scars