Sad news today that The Song Company, after 42 years, is being wound up.
Its final series of concerts was of Heinrich Schutz’s Schwanengesang. Reading between the lines, I’m guessing that the imminent demise of the ensemble was already on the cards when Schutz’s “final musical testament” was programmed.
I almost went. It was a great program and a rare opportunity to hear a seminal work. But I didn’t. So I guess I was part of the problem.
Pictured is the performance I should have gone to, with the core company augmented by “young artists.”
Stumbling on melons 