It’s nearly midnight, the day before “Juditha Triuphans” and I’ve just taken the fourth batch of brownies out of the oven. Cupcakes are waiting for vanilla bean frosting. Don’t ever say we don’t look after our audience members.
Harpsichord and chamber organ have been lovingly (and ever-so-carefully) transported to the venue. Rehearsals have been rehearsed. The programme programmed. Embellishments perfected. Tempers lost – quarrels mended – a hell of a lot of noise made.
For the past few months I’ve been striding around my living room, figuring out how best to portray a character who thinks that assorted assaults and war crimes are a pleasant way to spend an afternoon. Between research. And planning. And marketing. And a bit more research. And not just me – every member of this company. So (the reveal)…
…We would love for you to join us tomorrow to hear Vivaldi’s only surviving oratorio – a work that hasn’t been performed in this country since the 1970s. In fact, this performance is a world premiere of Philip Lawton’s new edition, so it gets to be extra special. Stay for a glass of something and a, ‘oh we know you shouldn’t but go on then’, dessert. We’ve put our hearts into this project – why not give us two hours of your time?