Welcome to our whistle-stop tour of the USA
Day One of Don’s USA October 2017 Blog
Another Fall, another tour for The Orlando Consort to North America. This one is shorter than most, consisting of only two concerts, one in New York and one in Washington, D.C. But it will be no less challenging, and no less enjoyable.
It’s not as if I have never flown before, but somehow I manage to arrive at the wrong terminal at Heathrow. Amateur, I think to myself, and text the others to make sure they don’t make the same mistake. I am flying a day before everyone else. The others – Matt, Mark and Angus – fly out tomorrow at exactly the time that I will be delivering a lecture at Columbia University. This is related to our Voices Appeared project, a follow-up in many ways to our performances for Miller Theatre in 2015. The project is now the subject of my PhD, though I will also be talking about silent-film music and film music more generally.
The flight is uneventful – it doesn’t crash – and I catch up on work. Next week I will be giving further lectures, workshops and seminars at Baltimore, Washington and in Boston, so there is plenty to do. Immigration is predictable, and predictably slow, but I am through and at my hotel by the time most New Yorkers are arriving home.
Our first concert will be on Saturday evening in Smoky Mary’s, as it is colloquially known. This is for Miller Theatre, which once again has invited us to perform for its knowledgeable audience. The program(me) is a selection of music by composers who feature in the Loire Valley Chansonniers, which are rare gems, small and detailed compendiums of chansons from the fifteenth century. The music is as exquisite and refined as these manuscripts. And if you aren’t able to make it to our performance on Saturday, then perhaps you might make it to Washington, D.C. for a performance for the Library of Congress on Monday?
So now, Thursday evening, I am off for a beer and burger at the Amsterdam Ale House. Actually, that’s the real reason I flew over a day early…
Day Two
Day Three
So this is the day of the first concert. Matt, Mark and Angus arrived safely last night and we all do our own thing till we meet to rehearse: Matt buys some new shoes, Mark buys a new iPad, and Angus catches up on some admin. I meet up with Anne Stone, a musicologist and friend, and then the group heads down to Smoky Mary’s. We dust off the cobwebs from our voices and get to grips with the program once more, a nice selection of chansons and mass movements from composers whose work features in the Loire Valley Chansonniers. These delightful books may have been designed for listeners rather than singers. Singers were, if respected, not rich enough to be able to afford them, but their wealthy patrons could immediately have followed the music and the poetry. The events when this music was staged were likely to have been formal entertainments, a forerunner of concerts as we know them, though quite what form they take we don’t know. Still, it’s tempting to imagine our audiences holding such books. After all, they have program notes with full texts and translations.
The concert goes well. The acoustic is as generous as ever and the knowledgeable New York audience gracious with their applause. We sell some CDs after the concert then it’s off to the Amsterdam Ale House with Melissa, the driving force of Miller Theatre, and Brenna, her more than able friend and production manager. Nachos are ordered, our standard on such occasions, and beer is drunk. Well, not the Coconut Porter that Melissa mistakenly orders. That is passed around to somewhat predictable ridicule.
It’s a short night for all of us even though it’s not an early start; the second night is always the tough one, particularly when you’re chock full of adrenalin after the first concert. Then it’s off to pick up the hire car. Note to self: never order a car from Budget again – we wait for an hour to pick up the vehicle, one poor guy trying to deal with a line that seems to stretch to Brooklyn. Now a four-hour drive to D.C with a Nor’easter as company, the rain lashing down. Lunch will be at Panera, another group favourite, then dinner tonight together and an evening off.
Day Four
We duly arrive at our hotel in D.C. which is good enough to offer us free drinks in the bar. We don’t say ‘no’ to that kind of offer. So after a couple of Bell’s Two-hearted pale ales, we totter off to a Thai restaurant. I have the hottest Som Tum I’ve had outside of Thailand, and Mark has the same experience with a pork Larb. We both sweat profusely as we work our way through the chillies.
It’s an early night for all, and the morning is spent variously catching up on admin, exercising, warming up and, well, repacking for the next part of the tour. The three others head home, whilst I go to Peabody Conservatory to do some teaching, and more the following day at Georgetown. I then head up to Boston where I get a little break before a pretty full-one teaching load at Boston University. I’m interested in learning more about the US education system and the various institutions are taking full advantage of that, so it’s a mutually beneficial exercise.
There’s plenty for me to prepare, and the rooms in this hotel are great. We’re not Trip Advisor, you understand, but we’re all happy to give a shout out to Kimpton Hotels, who are our discovery of the year. We stayed in another of theirs in D.C. when we were here with the Folger Consort back in January.
The concert this evening is at the Library of Congress, which holds the Laborde Chansonnier, the object of our program. Afterwards it will be beer and drinks with Robert Aubry Davis and Patty, a presenter of a long-running early-music broadcast in the USA; Frank Albinder, a former member of Chanticleer and a conductor at University of Virginia; Jane Alden, a British musicologist and expert on the Loire Valley chansonniers, who teaches at Wesleyan; and Steve Wilson of New York Polyphony fame, who sang with us in March. The only downside is that we all have to be up so early the following morning
