EXPLORATION of the lyrics and the scores is not everything, but how well the conductor, the percussionist, or even the ametuer singer is moved by a piece. I'm talking about the power of the ear and the mind. Guess what?, through my experience with poverty requiem, I all along never thought I was making any impact in my own household turf. I'm talking of my four year old pre-school daughter Esther! She took us by supprise yester-evening just before dinner when she sung halfway through Born To SUFFER. She has been a secret admirer to what I've been struggling to put together in the evnings after the days works.
I remember PETER turning to us like his shoulders had been set on fire during the classes and rehearsals in Amsterdam. He was so sensitive to any slight mess and he just like Ether emloyed the power of the human antenae to keep his students in control.
Many thanks to Mr. Mwangi Waituru (GCAP - KENYA) for his selfless efforts to keep me, my fellow conductor June and the whole civil society fraternity informed on every bit of upcoming white band day events.
It's evident that as the singers internalise poverty requiem the more new meaning dawns on them. Let's keep the torch on.
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