After a very
brief pause, Maestro Wilson was followed on stage by six African American
women, elegantly dressed in black with bright red scarfs adorned with a hint of
sequines, and two African American men dressed in tuxedos. They took their places behind standing
microphones and thus began a wonderful two-hour gospel and spiritual “Concerto
di Natale” by The Sue Conway Victory
Singers.
The Sue
Conway Victory Singers hail from Chicago, and Sue Conway is apparently a
fixture on the Chicago blues/jazz/gospel scene, and for good reason. She has a
magnificent voice and the stature of the recently deceased Cesaria Evora. Firenze was the last stop on their seven day,
seven city Tuscan tour. I suspect they
received excellent reviews along the way because il teatro was full.
I Fiorentini can be a bit stodgy at times (OK,
most of the time) so it was interesting to watch the clash of cultures as the
concert started. Ms. Conway started by
saying “Hallelujah” and reached out, arms spread widely towards the audience,
expecting a reply from the audience.
Well, I Fiorentini are not
comfortable with audience engagement unless they have initiated it. So it took a few more prompts and hallelujahs
from Ms. Conway before the crowd responded.
About 20 bars into their first song, the Victory Singers were clapping
vigorously and I Fiorentini were not
quite sure if they should be clapping along or not. By the end of the third song, I Fiorentini figured out that it was acceptable,
and even expected, that they should clap along and enjoy themselves, so their
collective guard went down and the Victory Singers responded accordingly. The orchestra, for its part, was the most
animated I’ve ever seen - clapping along when they weren’t playing, constantly
bobbing their heads to the gospel beat and standing up on several occasions,
reminiscent of a 40’s big band. They were clearly enjoying themselves. The Victory Singers sang their hearts out in
a wonderful performance that concluded with a gospel arrangement of the
Handel’s Hallelujah Chorus and a
rousing encore.
By this point, I Fiorentini were thoroughly enjoying themselves – to the point of
swaying back and forth in their seats (who can’t to rousing gospel music?)
taking pictures and sharing the encore via their cellphones with loved ones at
home. For two hours on Christmas Eve, il Teatro Verdi was home to The Pump
Room on the Arno and what a delightful place it was to be.