Last night I went to my school's Christmas concert. As usual, it was amazing. The choir is undoubtedly one of the best I've ever heard. And Brian playing the piano and my good friend Colton on percussion made it for a wonderful night.
This year we are studying Christendom, so the songs were arranged in the form of a vespers service. Some of the music was Medieval, and some was arranged recently.
Hearing about forty-five people singing in Latin with marimba, vibraphone, and piano accompaniment is amazing. The sonics of the room are great, although this year I was four seats over from the best seat =[, that is, the one in the far back left corner. For some reason this is just where the sounds from the room mix near perfectly. The percussion carries down the side of the sanctuary, and the choir's voices reverberate off the vaulted ceiling and back wall and everything combines perfectly.
At the end of the service, there was the now traditional shape note singing. The choir arranges itself into a rough square around the edge of the sanctuary. The male tenors stand in front of the stage, and the male basses stand in the back. The female singers line up along the sides. And then they all sing "While Shepherds Watched Their Flocks" as loud as they can. They echo each other back and forth, and despite the fact that it may not be the best musical sound, it's still beautiful and amazing.