Last week, walking through the Old Town of Donostia, after a visit to the church of Santa Maria, including museum, August 31st took me to the atrium of St. Vincent’s. The closer I got, the better I distinguished the sound emanating from within, which pushed me to enter. Once inside, the chords of his magnificent organ Cavaillé Coll and the voices of a perfectly accompanied choir made me add to the pain of the farewell of that loved one by so man…
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Last week, walking through the Old Town of Donostia, after a visit to the church of Santa Maria, including museum, August 31st took me to the atrium of St. Vincent’s. The closer I got, the better I distinguished the sound emanating from within, which pushed me to enter. Once inside, the chords of his magnificent organ Cavaillé Coll and the voices of a perfectly accompanied choir made me add to the pain of the farewell of that loved one by so man…