James MacMillan
In praise of the St George’s Chapel choristers
The stark simplicity of the music performed at Prince Philip’s funeral service will have made a gentle but huge impact on the mourners, inside St George’s Chapel Windsor and on the millions watching on television around the world. Those of us who have some involvement in the world of choral music were mightily impressed at how the music was delivered, by only four choristers when the norm is a full complement of about 30 singers, adults and children. Three of the four singers were Lay Clerks of St George’s Chapel Choir (countertenor, tenor and baritone) with an added female soprano voice, conducted by James Vivian and the organ was played by Luke Bond.
The pressure of singing choral music as soloists cannot be underestimated – each voice is exposed and bare, and on this occasion broadcast live internationally, in one of the world’s most important ceremonies, the handful of musicians must have needed nerves of steel. Amazingly, they looked relaxed, and certainly in complete control.
The choice of music seemed moulded to the intimacy of the ensemble, reduced because of social distancing rules. Some of the plainer and more solemn music seemed even more beautiful in the clarity and purity of the four individual voices, especially the Funeral Sentences by William Croft, sung at Handel’s funeral in 1759 and employed in every royal funeral since, and in the even earlier works by Robert Stone (c1550) and William Smith (c1630).
The solemn simplicity of this music was also apparent in the Russian orthodox Kontakion of the Departed (in an English 19th century adaptation), reminding us perhaps of the Duke’s Orthodox origins.
Those of us who are used to hearing, performing and composing liturgical music get used to the tread and structure of these events, but there was something unexpectedly powerful about this service in the way we were drawn into the beauty of word and music in the focused and unadorned sound of the smallest of chamber choirs. It was enhanced even more by the bare and melancholy trumpet fanfares towards the end of the Service and the dramatic diminuendo of the lone piper fading away into the distance with The Flowers of The Forest.