I have a friend who sings in a women’s choir, and after their conductor/den mother died of breast cancer, they got in a new conductor who has, shall we say, an XY chromosome. I have commented that that must have changed the family feel of the group somehow, but my friend has always denied that.
But The Choir Girl asserts that it does make a difference:
The most entertaining thing, however, is the fact that within a women’s choir, we forget how much female talk occurs during rehearsal. This was extremely apparent with a male conductor was in the room. The first instance came about when a chorister announced that she, too, would be unable to tour to Italy with the rest of the choir in July. The reason? Her baby was due that summer.
Another extremely funny comment that came up in choir last week was when a low-singing alto lamented the fact that she had to sing a high G in one of the madrigals. Since madrigals are often pieces which depict the censored details of frolicking of young lovers in the springtime, we all cracked up laughing when she simply stated that orgasm or not, she can’t hit a high G.
Liz Garnett recalls telling a choir of college women that an expressive passage sounded like “period pain,” evidently scandalizing their XY conductor.
What do you think? Is there a special cameraderie that women’s choirs have? I’ll never know from personal experience.