The Covid-19 pandemic put a stop even for small gatherings of people. This was definitely the case for myself and my very talented friends. Every second Tuesday I played in a brass sextet called Norbyturken (roughly translated as the Turks from Norby) and on the Tuesdays in between I played with another brass sextet called Sixten Lake (even more roughly translated as Sixten the burbot, or perhaps Lota lota Sixten). The advent of Covid-19 meant that we went into an indefinite hiatus. We did have online drinks every Tuesday just to keep in touch.
Spring and Summer came and went but the pandemic remained. Then we decided to at least have an open-air practice as Autumn approached. We gathered in the chaos of major maintenance work on our house for a couple of hours of light-hearted music.
Here is a short extract from Vaughan Williams’ “Folk Songs from Somerset” as arranged by yours truly.
As the evening progressed the sounds of baroque and renaissance recorder music came from one of our neighbours’ gardens. This was a completely unplanned coincidence which made for a wonderful evening.
The weather and evening darkness have been less conducive to repeat performances, but we are looking forwards to new possibilities in the Spring.