Tomorrow morning I’m standing in for a conductor who was called away to attend the death and subsequent funeral of her sister.  I had to learn “They Called Her Moses,” a 25-minute cantata by Robert De Cormier, in a week.  Luckily the music is not hard, but it’s the fourth, large, new-to-me piece that I’ve presented in public since the first weekend in April, and it’s sapping my energy for writing.

After tomorrow there will be many months of much less music, in which I hope I will be visited by Nabu, the patron deity of Borsippa, god of wisdom and writing…  and that I’ll have to rely less on Wikipedia to finish my blog posts.