It was an unusual rehearsal schedule today, not beginning until 3pm and lasting until 9pm. I spent the morning practicing as I normally would and by the time 2 pm came around I was amazed that the day hadn't even really begun yet.
In the first part of rehearsal we went through the instrumental movements of the Mahler, waiting until after dinner to invite the choir and soloists to join us for the final two movements. And the voice emerged out of the orchestra as Beethoven had done years before. Words, the human sound to accompany the lonely shadow trying to imitate its longing.
We went through the movements and the choir sang beautifully as did the soloists. Resurrection complete. After quickly running through the encore (Make Our Garden Grow) our conductor paused for a second, and then said, OK 20 minutes break, then back to the third movement for the orchestra. Oh rehearsals, so incomplete. The final Resurrection will have to wait for another day. And then again, and again, and again.