I'm just back form The Paston Festival in North Norfolk, it went really well.... saw lots of lovely people and they seemd to like it :)
It was an especially commissioned concert for The Paston Heritage Society about the Paston Family Letters and we performed a piece of music which was found in 1920 in the church which hasn't been performed or heard since the early 1500's when it was performed in Paston Church, so that was a bit of an event. Jennie sang a fragment that she had decifered and Philip played viol, it was really quite moving and especially so in the context.
I'm knackered now though. We did a workshop this morning which was great fun, Adrian and I split it with Philip, we did more folksy waley stuff (Bulgarian horo and La Gamba) and he the more formal, he also did a pavanne - taught them the song and then the dance which was great to watch (I played the tune while they danced).
... then we were videoed, recorded, pictures taken documented in every way possible, which is odd. I can see why it's important, but it did feel a bit like a circus act for a few minutes what with the camera and the huge microphones, but we just performed to the audience and each other.
But one thing I know is that every time we perform it is getting closer to just being. It's a journey and a destination all in one building up fragments with fragments.
I also got a feather pen as a special treat! it's purple and it makes me look like I'm writing something extremely important.
Sunday, 12 October 2008
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