Caught a performance of the Tallis Scholars tonight.
listening to them is like:
my soul climbing a rope, hand over hand, ascending to the heavens*, but effortlessly and without tiring
or, their voices are like:
the aural version of gothic architecture.
(someone must have thought that before.)
then again, listening to them feels like:
the way it feels to read Susannah Clarke, Jonathan Strange and Mr. Norrell.
the kind of beautiful you can't talk about, because then it wouldn't belong to you any more.
*not skies! Heavens, like the psalmist says.
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I admire them too. You described your experience beautifully.
I think they record in Merton College, Oxford because the acoustic is so good there.
thanks for dropping by!
I first heard the Tallis Scholars (live) last year, when they sang a free concert in the entrance hall of the British Library. So amazing--they started singing, and people just started filtering out of the reading rooms, gathering around them, until the hall was full of people, all silent except for the music.
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