Lloyd’s choir, the City of Lincoln Lutheran Choir, had their concert on Sunday night and it was wonderful. They sang Vivaldi’s Gloria and Bach’s Magnificat, and though I didn’t understand a word of the Latin – it was great.
The best part was that the place was packed. I arrived at the church fifteen minutes before showtime, as is my custom, and there wasn’t a place to park. I squeezed the Honda in an illegal space, walked in, and saw this:
I got there the same time as Curt, so we sat in the very, very last pew. Crazy. It was a good crowd, but I couldn’t see Lloyd at all during the concert. In fact, I pretty much only saw the head of the lady in front of me. She had nice hair.
Besides the lovely singing, they had a professional orchestra accompany them, and the bassist was seated and playing a strange bass. The scroll was under the fretboard, so he would occasionally be playing notes by reaching over and behind his head. I can’t find any information about that. Any help?
Brad says
As I get older, I’m finding that I prefer to come earlier if it means having a better seat. I now will not attend a movie if I can’t be there at least 30 minutes before it starts. For a concert like Lincoln Lutheran, I may be willing to wait as much as an hour.
Beth says
I think that lady in front of Lloyd must have seen you taking picutres and did you the courtesy of looking right at you. Heh.
Kristi says
Well done!
Peggy says
Beautiful! And Yay for a packed house! Way to go CLLC!
Kiwe says
I will be looking into the bass situation. Sounds good though!
Lauren says
Thank you! Did you see the guy looking back? It was fascinating.
(Lloyd was fascinating, too. Gotta be fair, here.)