It’s late, I’ve had a long day and I should be in bed. But there are some thoughts I just have to share.
This was family weekend at Luther college so I was off early Saturday morning to go see my youngest daughter, Nessa, who is a freshman at Luther. I brought two of her friends, one who graduated with my daughter and is now in culinary school up in the Twin Cities, and another who is a Senior in High School. My travelling companions were in choir with Nessa when she was in high school an there are two other “choir alumni” at Luther college as freshmen this year.
At the end of the day, the music department held a concert featuring all but one of the choirs. I loved getting to see Nessa and the two other freshmen I mentioned earlier perform with their respective ensembles. The friends I had brought with me were enjoying the concert as well. When Nessa’s choir had finished singing, she (and her roommate who is in choir with Nessa) came and sat with us for a bit before participating in a massed number at the end of the concert.
One of the choirs began a piece titled “Ubi Carits” by Ola Gjeilo. The three Fort Dodge Choir Alum sitting near me gasped – they had done the exact same piece the year before and it had been a choir favorite! Two of them simply closed their eyes and enjoyed the moment. One of them mouthed the words along. There were even a few tears. I saw one of the other freshman from Fort Dodge after the concert and she admitted to shedding some tears as well. I don’t know this for a fact, but I would wager that all five of the FDSH students/graduates that sang that song were taken back to treasured performances of that piece.
That’s how it is for us performing arts geeks. You hear a choir sing a song that you did “once upon a time” and you instantly transported back to that moment in time. But you also feel an instant connection to the ensemble performing the piece just then. The members of that choir may never know that they inspired a moment but it doesn’t matter. The moment happened and now that “new” ensemble has a tiny piece of your heart because they helped you remember a precious moment.
That, my friends, is the power of a song.