Last night my husband and I attended the Seattle Symphony’s performance of Handel’s Messiah.
I have to admit, I usually prefer instrumental performances over vocal ones, but this was a worthwhile deviation from the norm. There’s something really powerful about the scale of a professional orchestra that makes it impossible not to have a strong emotional response. And, for me, easing into that emotional space is an act of self-care.
On a side note, it’s hard to believe that George Frideric Handel composed the piece in just three weeks in 1741.
Until I read the program, I had always considered this particular composition to be specific to the Christmas holiday, but I learned it was originally intended for an Easter performance. I wondered how many hours of practice a performance like this required. And then I didn’t want to know.
Attending the symphony was a wonderful way to spend a date night.