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| Mom and I have been listening to the Mormon Tabernacle Choir ever since our dating days of the very early 1950s. We remember when it was only on radio and there was no "Orchestra at Temple Square". (And the narrator was Richard L. Evans.) We dearly love the choir and have many of their DVDs. But after last week's telecast I'm beginning to wonder if I didn't like the choir better when I couldn't see it. This thought occurred to me because they sang three numbers that we used to call "Negro Spirituals." (In this politically- correct day and age I'm not sure what I should call them.) Somehow watching beautifully dressed and impeccably coifed women and men in matching suits and ties, each holding the music at precisely the same angle, all eyes carefully watching the director, faces seriously concentrating......well it just didn't look right. Not when they were singing "When the Saints Go Marching In" and especially not when they were singing "Get on board little children, get on board little children, get on board...." I longed for a choir of free-spirited singers who get so caught up in the music that their facial expressions and body language overflow with emotion, the way African--American choirs would do it. As the saying goes, "It don't mean a thing if you ain't got that swing." But then, that's just one man's opinion. You are encouraged to agree or disagree. |
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Tuesday, January 21, 2014
One man's opinion
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Grandpa, I totally agree. Wouldn't it be fun to see all those MoTab ladies swaying and clapping?
ReplyDeleteAgree.
ReplyDeleteAlthough, I'd prefer to not see the ones who are getting really into it either.
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ReplyDeleteHi dad -When the day comes that the choir decides to rock out, I can just hear someone placing the order for their outfits: "Hello, we would like to order 126 gold lame dresses with matching Mardi-Gras necklaces..!"
ReplyDeleteGrandpa, you are not alone. So many of our converts here in the South REALLY struggle with our music...or lack of enthusiasm in the music. If that was a big part of their worship and how they felt the Spirit in their previous church, that would be a difficult change. I'm glad the Southern Baptist converts have a kindred spirit in you.
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