5 /5 Will Juntunen: Last night, I attended a concert at Bethany Baptist Church that promised to last from Seven-Thirty to Eight-Thirty.
The young men of the Morehouse Glee Club came to sing and well I knew, no nobody was going to rush the Glee Club.
Their tour through the Ivy League will bring the young men to Carnegie Hall by Monday.
A few concerts run on a timetable.
Yes, the Presbyterian church service I attended last weekend lasted exactly thirty-eight minutes.
We didnt leave the great auditorium of Bethany Baptist until Nine Thirty and that was to go over to the fellowship hall to meet the choir.
Let’s take our time when it comes to great music.
Nothing prepared me for the presentation of Seven Last Words of the Unarmed, composed by a thirty-one-year-old composer on the faculty of Emory University, Joel Thompson.
I decline to discuss it too much.
Not only do I want to go see it for yourself, I still don’t know what to say about the choral work.
Seven Last Words of the Unarmed evokes the ineffable for me.
Proudly, I note that the composer chose the Glee Club of the University of Michigan for his debut.
The University of Michigan has placed its name beside the website that allows us to explore the world opened up by this profound music, Seven Last Words.
