In any other year, the moment Thanksgiving arrives I’m staring down a five week tunnel of constant travel and performance, hopping from city to city singing Handel’s Messiah. There have been many years where I’ve missed Thanksgiving with my family in order to begin a run of Messiah performances on Black Friday….
Read More…One of the major aspects that is so trying about this crisis is the impossibility of knowing when it will end. As the world shelters in place, time itself seems to have suspended, and it can often feel that there is no light at the end of the tunnel. Personally, I find myself needing to be constantly…
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