My dorm room, with pillow raising desk chair to right height for typing.
I decided to come on Saturday, and do the concert and party
from the first week. So I did all the packing and unpacking
yesterday, and today I can relax until the orientation this
An unanticipated side effect was that I didn't have the help
from the work-study students that the little old ladies who arrive
this afternoon will, so I was actually pretty tired after getting
all my stuff out of the car, up a few steps, and through several
fire doors. No individual item was very heavy, but I kept trying
to carry several at once. I guess when I've had more experience
being a little old lady, I'll stop doing that.
It's utilitarian. My major problem is that the desk is the
wrong height for typing. I am putting the laptop in the pencil
drawer and adding my pillow to the chair, and it's almost good
enough, but I should have brought the laptop stand. I should also
have brought an extension cord, as there isn't a really good
outlet for the window fan, but I'll manage.
I did manage to practice before supper, and the room is much
more live than what I have at home, so the cornetto sounds
I was too late to hear the afternoon student concert, so after supper, I
went over to the auditorium for the faculty concert and
They had an a capella singing program the first week,
so the madrigal singing had a large number of unusually competent
For some reason it wasn't enough to keep an unfamiliar Dowland
in a recognizable key, but most of the other stuff went pretty
well. We started with "Fair Phyllis". "Never
weather-beaten saile" must have been from a different source than
the one I transcribed -- the alto part had come completely
Unlike 2010, the person leading it arrived on time and kept
things moving pretty well.
The major problem was that it was too long. It was over an
hour and a half with no intermission. It's good to let the
faculty play what they're excited about doing, but the audience as
a whole got restless, and I got a coughing fit which wouldn't have
happened if I could have gotten hydrated 10 or 15 minutes
A high point was an arrangement by Danny Johnson of a folk song
from Brittany for two flutes, viol, cello and solo voice.
The "Deploration on the death of Johannes Ockeghem" left me
wanting the version the Cantabile Band
does with the serpent on the Tenor line. In spite of having two
good singers on that line, it was inaudible even to someone who
knows it and was listening to it.
They're still calling it "The All-workshop Collegium", but they
have the viol classes at 415 now, so there were almost no viol
students. And they decided the recorders were at 8-foot pitch, so
no recorder students who couldn't play tenor or lower were
included. I don't know if there were other loud wind students
first week -- the ones that played the concert were all playing
dulcians, including one whom I know mainly as a sackbut
player. Judging from the narrowly avoided train wreck on the
dulcian group piece, this
group, unlike the strings and recorders, did include some less-experienced players.
The music was all by Obrecht. The concluding 6 part "Salve Regina"
was stunningly beautiful. It was written for Compline, which in
monasteries was the last office of the day. So you had the Salve
Regina echoing in your head as you went off to bed.