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After my wife died, I joined a community choir. It gave me respite from my private grief | David Sornig

When Toni fell ill I stopped playing music entirely. Yet every so often I felt the urge to return

I’d absorbed some of the valid things that had been said and written about the role community choirs could play in promoting wellbeing, especially around the space of grief, but I resisted thinking about that. I wasn’t conscious over those few short minutes of the song of the technical things I’d later learn about contrapuntal arrangement and the psychoacoustics of harmony that sit somewhere between the physics of sound and its intellectual and emotional apprehension. Toni and I aren’t so far away from where the Recital Centre stands now, walking around the shimmer of the floodlit fountain on St Kilda Road.

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