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Handel's Messiah

I love Christmas music, especially Handel's Messiah.  I especially love to sing the choruses.  It all started when I was in High School, and the Maquoketa Choir sang "And the Glory of the Lord".  I've never been the same since.  The first time I saw it in it's entirety was a couple of years later when I was in my first year at Rick's College.  Later, when I was on my mission, I purchased a  cassette tape of highlights from the "Messiah".  And that year, my companion and I opened our presents to the strains of the "Hallelujah" Chorus.  It was heavenly.

Over the years, I kept that tape, and practically wore it out.  Well - what with my move this year, my cassette tapes finally all went to the DI.  This of course meant that my beloved Highlights went with them.  What's a girl to do?  Frankly, I didn't think much about it until I realized what it was that had been missing from my Christmas this year.  Yep - you guessed it.  So I've been looking around at the various stores, trying to find a version of it on CD, but have been unsuccessful.  Finally on Saturday, I remembered that I still had a few bucks left on my iTunes account, and found a lovely version by the London Philharmonic and Chorus, in it's entirety.  I downloaded it and turned it on yesterday morning while getting ready for church.

One of my fantasies in life is to conduct "For Unto Us a Child is Born" in front of a huge choir.  Well, a few minutes into it, and that chorus came on.  And - let's just say I may have gotten a little carried away.  There I was in the office, pj's and all, singing and conducting as if Handel himself was in the audience, and enjoying myself immensely.  Sigh...I love Handel's Messiah!

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Who doesn't love a good Messiah? I have the MoTab in its entirety on my Ipod. Can't get enough of it!

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