This song trips so many of my triggers, with a vocal line that sounds like it could have been written by John Dowland, and an accompaniment that has some of the delicate twists, turns, and bizarre musical punctuation of Poulenc.
While the other songs have been chosen for their objective beauty and ability to touch anyones heart regardless of musical ability, I selfishly chose this one because it titilates my ears as a musician. I find this piece to be a testament to the power of the human voice, and the depth of color that can be created when many people sing together. The harmonies in this piece are unbelievably gorgeous, albeit, a little bit complex, but not in such a way that others who are not musicians couldn’t enjoy it. The whole point of this is that no matter how many times I listen to this work, it still gives me chills, and I hope that it has the same effect on you.
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