I was an organ recital virgin until 7:30 yesterday evening. We had a fair number of friends who played the organ in college, but I never went to a recital. Yesterday I went to Kurt Knecht‘s recital at Nebraska Wesleyan. There was a pretty good crowd there, from which I assumed Kurt has a lot of friends. There were also a fair number of people in attendance from The City of Lincoln Lutheran Choir. Kurt is our accompanist, and his recital happened to coincide with Lauren having something or other to do.
One of the pieces that Kurt played was a Sonata that he wrote. Here’s the Spinning toward Euphoria movement of Kurt Knecht’s Sursum Sonata
I also learned something at this recital. I now know that I like the third movement of organ pieces the best. It was a good recital. I would definitely recommend it.
It seemes like I went to lots of organ recitals in college. Was that a requirement of one of my classes?
Oh, yes. Don’t you remember all of the recitals we attended, signed our names, and turned in to the music office for “credit”?
Way to get cultured, Lloyd. I’d say it’s about time.
Do you think he has “can’t-stop-playing-the-organ” dreams or other some such nightmares? Perhaps that the organ is trying to eat him?
Oh my goodness, I was a virgin until about 7:30pm last night too. The stars must have been aligned for us first timers.
I played in my very first ever concert last night…ever! Handbells. And for the first time in my life, my name was on a program as a performer. A musical performer! What the what….?!?
…but I’m still not as cultured as you Lloyd.
I don’t know. I’ve got to think that playing in a concert beats attending one.
Peggy, that is so cool! Is there a recording of said event??
You never went to one of Kristi’s organ recitals? After all that work she did with you tenors?
She made us swear that we wouldn’t come to any of them. She said something about there being too much squeaking as it was.
I recall practicing with some certain Tenor I’s in the restroom of all places. The guys (who shall remain nameless, but their wives are Lauren and Lloyd and Ramona) pushed the piano in there.
I always thought Lloyd would make someone a nice wife. đŸ˜‰
Did I say “LLoyd”? Yikes! I meant to say “Deborah” instead.
By the way, I NEVER play the third movement of organ pieces.
Oh, fine. Be that way. I love whatever YOU’RE playing.
You can be my page-turner anytime.