It would have been far more interesting for me, and any passing reader, if I had been blogging throughout the last three months – did a recording, gone through another bereavement, launched the CD and heard us on the radio lots and lots. But actually, there really was no time. Really, there wasn’t. But the CD is out now, and available via links on the Musica Secreta website, and if it doesn’t set the cat among the pigeons, I’ll just have to get Chester, the family moggie, on the case. Well, seeing as how he’s belly up on the floor here, waiting for attention as he always is, I might have to think further afield.
And then there was last weekend’s trip to Triora, the Italian Salem, when Deb, Mel (seasoned Musica Secreta debauchettes) and the lovely rookie Natasha sang for a conference on witches. What music do witches like, you might ask? Don’t know, don’t care. We sang them Josquin, Palestrina, Rore, Agostini, Marenzio and Ingegneri. And they seemed to enjoy it – though judging by the DVD they gave us, I can see why I’m a boffin-singer, and not a singer-boffin. I look slightly scared, and you can hardly tell that I was having the time of my life singing all those bass parts on my own!
But it was all good, and now it’s over for a while. I think. Sacred Hearts the novel is out, Sacred Hearts Secret Music will sit along side it very soon, and we just have now to watch our babies in the marketplace. Meanwhile, I have a book to write – a book that has been sitting in my head for seven years now. So what am I doing today? My accounts….
See, every musician has to do stuff that isn’t fun once in a while.