The group's well-rehearsed efforts wowed the audience, and I was fascinated with the quartet's ability to not only master the difficult key changes but also the tricky modulations in volume. Even more impressive was the fact that the group's tenor was unable to make tonight's performance, and the replacement tenor had only two weeks to prepare. Yet the show went off with nary an audible hitch, even to this relatively discriminating ear.
The barbershop sound is timeless, even though groups occasionally perform relatively new songs. When I listen to barbershop music I can transcend modernity ( or postmodernity, or whatever you want to call the present) and get a glimpse of a less complicated past. Perhaps this past never really existed except in artificially created memories - like in old films and 78 rpm records - or maybe it did exist someplace, and evenings like this harken back to a time when life was a little simpler and singers actually sang.
Barbershop may never be my favorite form of music, but I think it is an important component of our musical legacy. I hope that there are enough practitioners to keep this vital music alive for future generations.