Issue No. 632 of Your Weekly Staff Meeting features a special Christmas greeting to my faithful readers—and a 1984 color commentary on a “book” from my all-time ideal bookshelf. And watch for my December 31 eNews with my 2024 Book-of-the-Year selection and my Top-10 list.
Plus, click here to see book recommendations in all 20 management buckets (core competencies), and click here for more book reviews. Also, read my recent review of a “fun” book for your Christmas break, The Spy and the Traitor: The Greatest Espionage Story of the Cold War.
Turn the volume way up and imagine singing George Frideric Handel’s “Hallelujah Chorus” with The Tabernacle Choir (4 min., 21 sec.).
“IS THIS SEAT TAKEN?” I asked, fumbling over his feet in the section marked “B” for basses.
“Nope. Do you sing bass, too? Have you ever done this before? I hope so, because this is my first time,” he laughed nervously.
“Mine too,” I smiled, showing him my mint condition vocal score, all 252 pages. “Good,” I thought, and then worried about who would sit on my left. Probably some pompous virtuoso with bushy raised eyebrows, who would sneer every time I missed a note.
It was almost 7:30 p.m. on this freezing Chicago Friday. The tickets were three bucks a head and over a thousand voices were clearing their throats in the Norris Cultural Arts Center auditorium in St. Charles, Illinois. On stage, the incessant whining and percussion bursts of the Elgin Symphony Orchestra tuned-up for this annual event.
The crowd hushed as polite applause began in the soprano section and then, like a football stadium wave, spread over to us basses, as we honored the arrival of the evening’s four soloists. “Good planning,” I thought, noting that the alto had a red gown and the soprano had chosen a Christmas green formal. The bass and tenor, of course, wore routine tails—with collars that accentuated their double chins, and it seemed to me, prevented full-throated swallowing.
Our celebrity conductor, Margaret Hillis, followed to the thunder of grateful applause. Two nights before, she had done similar duty at Chicago’s Orchestra Hall with a cast of thousands.
The P.A. didn’t work, but her booming voice didn’t need this temperamental technology.
“Welcome to our annual performance of the ‘Do-It-Yourself Messiah.’ How many of you are singing this for the first time?”
I looked both ways and decided I could raise my hand, up to my chin maybe. More than half of us were rookies.
A minute before, I’d learned from the bass on my left that he played the cello in the Elgin orchestra, but was sitting it out this year to enjoy the choral experience. “At least I’ll know when to come in,” I mused, leaning a little closer to his side than the former jazz band trumpet player on my right.
I had impressed the horn blower sufficiently when I recounted my stint as a church choir director in my college days. “You mean you can read music?” he asked in awe. “Yeah,” I answered, trying to sound humble, so he wouldn’t expect too much help from me during the challenging parts.
(And there are challenging parts. One reviewer recently observed, “Handel may have been making a little joke by setting lyrics about Christ’s ‘easy’ yoke to a challenging fugue!”)
Hillis rehearsed one difficult section with us for two minutes max, and before we were ready, the December 7, 1984, Norris Center whoever-is-here-sings thousand-voice audience became the performers for G.F. Handel’s The Messiah, perhaps one of the most loved and enduring musical classics of all time.
The full, strong melody of the overture to The Messiah filled the auditorium as hundreds of nervous performers tapped toes and fingers to keep pace with the orchestra. The first recitative for tenor, “Comfort Ye My People,” was both familiar and soothing.
At page 16, Hillis turned from the orchestra and motioned for us to stand. The altos, rich-sounding and bountiful, stirred our anticipation with their three-measure head start.
the glory of the Lord.”
The sopranos, tenors and our bass section joined in:
shall be re-e-e-ve-e-e-e-al-ed.”
I was singing The Messiah! It did not matter that the performers were the only audience. We were continuing a musical tradition, begun by the composer in 1742. The comforting and deep meaning of the words from Isaiah, Matthew and Romans were a solace to my soul, as they had been to other performers and audiences over the last 200 years.
“Thank you, Father,” I prayed, “for granting such genius to George Frideric Handel and for preserving this masterpiece.”
The soprano’s air, “Come unto Him, all ye that labor and are heavy laden, and He shall give you rest,” embroidered its message on my heart.
One thousand responded,
and His burden is light.”
All evening, we drank deeply of both words and music.
Sometime after 10 p.m., throats weakened, we sang page 252’s final “Amen.” Our applause energized us. We smiled, eyes cheering, and called the conductor and soloists back for two curtain calls.
“Encore! Encore!” we demanded.
We needed no cue from Hillis, reminding us to remain standing. The orchestra’s introduction to the “Hallelujah!” chorus renewed us in just three measures:
For the Lord God omnipotent reigneth.
The kingdom of this world is become
the kingdom of our Lord, and of His Christ:
And He shall reign for ever and ever.
King of Kings, and Lord of Lords,
HALLELUJAH!”
TO ORDER the 252-page musical score from Amazon, click on the title for The Messiah: An Oratorio for Four-Part Chorus of Mixed Voices, Soprano, Alto, Tenor and Bass Soli and Piano, by G. F. Handel.
Your Weekly Staff Meeting Questions:
2) According to Hymnary, George Frideric Handel (1685-1759) “became a musician and composer despite objections from his father, who wanted him to become a lawyer.” (Attn: Parents & Grandparents! Imagine a world without the “Hallelujah Chorus”…if Handel had followed his father’s preferences.)
SECOND READS: Fresh Solutions From Classic Books
You have changed—and your problems have changed—since you read this the first time!
Book #2 of 99: Duct Tape Marketing
For your team meeting this week, inspire a team member to lead your “10 Minutes for Lifelong Learning” session by featuring Book #1 of 99 in our new series, “Second Reads.” The big idea: REREAD TO LEAD! Discover how your favorite books and niche chapters still have more to teach you and the people you’re coaching and mentoring.
The World’s Most Practical Small Business Marketing Guide
by John Jantsch (Jan. 1, 2007)
Nelson Business (285 pages)
• Read my review (Aug. 4, 2008).
• Order from Amazon.
• Listen on Libro (7 hours, 48 minutes).
• Management Bucket #2 of 20: The Customer Bucket
My SECOND READ Insights/Ideas:
I missed this brilliant idea the first time I read this. In the jam-packed chapter, “Earned Media Attention and Expert Status,” Jantsch shares this contrarian wisdom:
“A little understood PR approach that has worked wonders over the years is to sit back, view the current landscape, and then find a way to present a marketing argument that goes against a current fad or perception.
“This strategy can be a great way to win occasional media attention. Media folks are commonly taught to get both sides of the story. So, if everyone is preaching the merits of X, they will search high and low for someone who says Y.”
Song #44 of 45: "Nick of Time"
Listen to “Nick of Time,” sung by Bonnie Raitt, Song #44 of 45 in our blog series, Johnny Be Good. Our guest blogger, Dave Barton, describes a memorable moment hearing Bonnie Raitt perform at L.A.’s Greek Theater.
Christmas 1915
Celtic Thunder
Last week, I found this poignant Irish song by Celtic Thunder on YouTube. It's sad, but beautifully sung. I also included a more whimsical version of "The Friendly Beasts." Listen here and have a Merry Christmas! For more book (and song) reviews, visit the Pails in Comparison Blog.
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