Day Ten – Cincinnati May Festival 2008

By now, you know the routine: walk in from the parking garage (last night in the pouring rain), greet the security guard, hang up the raincoat and umbrella, find your seat, talk about how exhausted you are, and then start the warmup. First backrubs, then stretching, humming, vocalizing, and then, “take a seat and let’s start with the first movement of the Fauré.”

So that we did. We sang Fauré for a while and then launched into the “Sicut erat” of the Bach cantata.

Bob paused long enough to compliment us on our performances of the weekend. He spent quite a bit of time telling us about the compliments he’d received on our behalf from concertgoers and others, telling us that, as usual, the local audiences love us and are proud of us, but that he’s been hearing wonderful things from people who don’t have any reason to like us other than from our performances. An opera coach from the Met was blown away (“The standards here are so high!” - Duh.). He said “I don’t know what they’re expecting, but they always act so surprised to find such quality, and they can’t say enough good things about you.” He heard from people from all sorts of places who were in attendance over the weekend. People come from around the world to the festival, and there was even someone from Australia in the audience (along with the family of the composer Erich Zeisl, who, Bob said, were moved by our performance – things like that are so rewarding for us).

He also made a point of thanking us for our dedication and work ethic, saying, “I don’t say that often enough. I always appreciate your efforts, but I’m usually too busy beating up on you to say it.” Hearing that from Bob is high praise, even better than all the cheering and whistling and shouting we hear from our audiences when the conductor acknowledges us.

After the Fauré and Bach, Conlon, Jennifer (his wife the diction coach), the Met opera coach and Ignacio, Conlon’s assistant, all arrived, and we separated into Montagus and Capulets to work on the Berlioz. Most of the chorus was dismissed at 9:30 and the chamber choir stayed to work with tenor John Aler on the impossibly fast Mab chorus from the first movement. I think this year is John’s 22nd May Festival. His voice is a little wobblier than it used to be, but he’s still a joy to work with.

At ten, we went back out into the rain and headed home. Day Eleven begins at 5:30 on Tuesday night, with the Chamber Choir and May Festival Youth Chorus on stage with Bob to rehearse the Vivaldi Gloria. Once that’s done, the Youth Chorus goes home and the full complement of singers will work with the orchestra on the Fauré and the Bach.