
This weekend, between numbers, I saw two very tiny chapels tucked away near the big sanctuaries of their respective churches. So I got to thinking of how nice it would be to have concerts there of the quiet, subtle music that is too delicate for regular halls. It would also be good for rich vocal harmony, since the space is so small and live, it would be like the audience and singers alike were inside of a corolla of pulsing sound. (...and no, I don't mean we'd be in a Toyota Corolla of pulsing sound, but given the room size, maybe it's not that far off. Yes, a subcompact sedan of pulsing sound. Not Usher.) Anyway, this has become my most recent obsession: a concert (a series? a short stack?) of music in the smallest possible spaces. Ars subtilior, hypnotic polyphony, and some soft gems that tend to be turned up or not heard at all. Moreover, there will be stained glass, and the program will be timed for maximum stained glassitude. Or candles. Or both.
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