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Carmina Burana

Everyone should have the Carmina Burana experience at least once before they die. Listening to it is good, performing it much better. (Some, I’ve heard tell, even dance it.) I have now done it twice, first in 1962 as a boy soprano piping the ragazzi bits, plus this past October as a more mature adult blasting the first tenor parts. I suspect the raucous pagan depravity of the piece speaks to a phase of one’s development somewhere in between.