[A version of this article first appeared as a post on my blog From the Front of the Choir] A while Back I went to a workshop run by the amazing Su Hart who has spent around 25 years working with the Baka people of Central Africa. Living in the ra...

[this is a version of a post which first appeared on my blog From the Front of the Choir]   A while Back I wrote a post called Over-rehearsed or under-prepared: which is better? One of the comments got me thinking about things that have gone wrong...

[this is a version of a post which first appeared on my blog From the Front of the Choir]   I came across an interesting article on Canada’s CBC Radio 2 blog a few years Back. It was entitled Why do you sing? and attracted several comments f...

[A version of this article first appeared as a post on my blog From the Front of the Choir] If you're anything like me, you leave everything to the last minute. If you're not one of those people who start their Christmas repertoire Back in June, you ...

[this is a version of a post which first appeared on my blog From the Front of the Choir]   We all know that singing workshops are just an excuse to string together a series of tea breaks and lunch breaks. And concerts are an excuse to have a drin...

In 2025 meeting music will be Back to the hometown of the Renaissance mathematician and astronomer, Copernicus. We are looking forward to see you at the next edition of  Per Musicam Ad Astra International Copernicus Choir Festival and Competition ...

[this is a version of a post which first appeared on my blog From the Front of the Choir]   A while Back I was asked if I would like to conduct an interview on my blog with a well-known singing group who had just released a new CD.   ...

www.facebook.com/emacadiz www.emacadiz.es @emacadiz THE SEAL LULLABY (Eric Whitacre) Oh! Hush thee, my baby, the night is behind us, And Black are the waters that sparkled so green. The moon, o'er the combers, looks downward to find us At rest ...  morewww.facebook.com/emacadiz www.emacadiz.es @emacadiz THE SEAL LULLABY (Eric Whitacre) Oh! Hush thee, my baby, the night is behind us, And Black are the waters that sparkled so green. The moon, o'er the combers, looks downward to find us At rest in the hollows that rustle between. Where billow meets billow, then soft by thy pillow; Ah, weary wee flipperling, curl at thy ease! The storm shall not wake thee, nor shark overtake thee, Asleep in the arms of the slow-swinging seas.  

[The views expressed in this blog are from my personal experiences from 25 years of leading non-auditioned community choirs in the UK, as well as adult singing workshops. My focus is on teaching by ear using a repertoire of songs from traditions across th...

[A version of this article first appeared as a post on my blog From the Front of the Choir]   I find it hard to believe, but I started my choir WorldSong way Back in October 1997. In 2007, we planned several events to celebrate our 10th anniversary...