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December 24th, 2003


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06:27 pm
Went with my sister to hear the choir sing carols at Westminster Abbey. I don't really care about the words, what with being an atheist and all, but the actual singing is always achingly beautiful. I'm glad I got down there early and got a good spot in the queue: we were seated in the North Transept, closer to the front — and thus the singers — than we've ever been. It was worth waiting for.

The Abbey itself is huge and tall and airy and cold and beautiful in a very austere English way. And it's stuffed to the gills with dead famous people (3,300-odd, according to the FAQ on their website): it's a bit unnerving that there's essentially no way in that doesn't involve treading on someone's grave or memorial. I'm very sorry, Mr Elgar...

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From:kalshann
Date:December 24th, 2003 11:12 pm (UTC)
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I know most people avoid walking over graves and such, but I've honestly always thought of the memorials and tombs of such buildings to not so much be a 'grave' as a part of the whole of the location, a 'spiritual' foundation of both the value those people chose to leave behind as well as the value of the living who add to the beauty of the place (such as your sister's performance)
[shrug] Just my two cents really, but Mr. Elgar may very well perfer to have people pass over him instead of having the building emptie.

I hope the rest of your holidays are as cool as this though, the perfromance sounds wonderful!
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From:keshwyn
Date:December 25th, 2003 06:01 pm (UTC)
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Yes. I love Christmas -music-. Don't necessarily care what they're singing about, but the glory and the feeling that many choirs put into it just sets all the hair on the back of my neck standing upright with the beauty of it all.

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