Twice a day,
students were split up into pairs for 2 hour sessions of lessons and practice
time. These were my favorite times of the day when I was completely immersed in
music and had nothing else to focus on except what I was being taught. “Feel the music!” my teacher said, “make it swing and dance under your
fingertips.”
Teachers
also took turns presenting workshops for the students. There were workshops on
practicing efficiently, how to play hymns in church, how an organ works,
performance anxiety, etc. For one
workshop, an employee from Quimby Pipe Organ Company came and let us crawl
through the pipes chambers.
Do you see those boxes under the
pipes? Those are wind chests. You have to scoot in head first on your back to
see underneath the pipes. Then, someone locks the door behind you so wind won’t
escape-- that way you can see how air passes through the pipes. After that
claustrophobic experience, I now have a healthy respect for organ builders.
Halfway
through the week the whole group of us drove to Lincoln Nebraska for some
sightseeing. When 12 students are packed into a 15 passenger van, chaos
inevitably ensues. Towards the end of our ride all of us were impersonating
Sesame Street characters, listening to classical music, talking to each other
in German, and looking at gifs. Ahhhhh—such good times!
Once
in Lincoln NE, we toured Bedient Pipe Organ Company. They were so encouraging
and welcoming to all of us! Thank you for letting us get a glimpse of ‘behind
the scenes’.
Next,
three different churches generously let us invade and play their organs.
Westminster Presbyterian had a wonderful Casavant organ:
We also visited this beautiful
monster, which was by far my favorite:
It’s a Schoenstein Organ in First
Plymouth Congregational Church. That thing is intimidating. Not only is it
huge, it can also control a second organ in the balcony.
And last but not least we played an
Italian style organ built by Bedient in St. Mark’s Episcopal Church. Though it
usually runs on electricity, there were bellows in the back which only the guys
were brave enough to try their hand at.
And storied windows richly
dight,
Casting a dim religious light.
There let the pealing organ
blow,
To the full-voiced choir
below,
In service high, and anthems
clear
As may, with sweetness,
through mine ear
Dissolve me into ecstasies,
And bring all Heaven before
mine eyes.
--John Milton
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