What It Feels Like to Sit at the Organ at Night
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There is something completely different about sitting at the organ at night.
Over the years, I have had many opportunities to practise alone in churches and cathedrals after hours. The doors would be closed, the building empty, and everything would settle into a kind of stillness that is difficult to describe unless you have experienced it.
It is not just quiet. The entire space feels different, almost as if it is listening. Every movement carries, and even the smallest sound seems to travel further than it should.
Sitting at the console in that environment, you become very aware of the size of the instrument. The manuals stretch out in front of you, the pedalboard beneath your feet becomes part of your physical balance, and the stops surround you like a palette of colours waiting to be used.
When you press a key, the sound does not simply exist in front of you. It moves through the pipes, into the building, and into the air itself. You feel the low notes resonate physically, while the higher sounds seem to appear somewhere above and beyond your immediate position.
It is completely different from the piano. At the organ, you are not just producing sound. You are shaping the space around you. Every chord expands outward, and every musical line becomes part of the architecture of the building.
At night, this experience becomes even more pronounced. There is nothing competing with the sound. No voices. No footsteps. No daylight. Just the instrument and the space responding to it.
Time also seems to behave differently. You can hold a chord and listen to it fade, hearing the building continue to respond long after your hands have left the keys.
Those experiences have stayed with me over the years, and in many ways they still define how I think about the instrument.
Today, I often compose late at night in my studio, wearing headphones and playing my digital organs. On the surface, this is a completely different setting, but it does not feel that way.
The sample sets I use are taken from real instruments in real cathedrals, captured in extraordinary detail. When I play, I am not imagining the sound of those spaces. I am hearing them. The depth, the resonance, and the way the sound fills a space are all still present.
In a very real sense, those quiet nights in vast buildings never really ended. They simply changed form.
That is why I continue to write for the organ. It is not just about the sound itself, but about the experience it creates, an experience that surrounds you and stays with you long after the final note has faded.
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The way you describe your experiences with the instrument and your enthusiasm for it is extremely interesting and gives glimpse of the fact that we can soon expect sophisticated, beautiful new organ sounds from you that will fill our spaces.
Spooky story:
I was talking private lessons (I was an engineer, not a music student) at Stanford University and had a late night practice slot in the church. Nobody else but me in the building, or so I thought. When I finished, I left by one of the back doors, opposite the organ loft. Got to my car and realized I forgot my jacket. Oops! Went back in, all dark, and began my walk to the back of the church. I heard a loud banging on pipes, like someone hitting a large water pipe once every 4 seconds or so. I tried to muster my courage, but it kept getting louder at the same persistent beat. I got about a third of the way to the loft stairway and the bravery just drained out of me. “To heck with this, I’ll just get it tomorrow”, turned around and walked out.
The next day my teacher, Sam Swartz, noticed the jacket and I told him the story. He laughed and said, “Those were just the steam pipes.” But churches at night can be pretty spooky places.
By the way, I really appreciate how you put your different organ voices in their own sonic spaces. Easy to see in 3D in my mind.
When I started playing the piano, I could always feel the vibration of each note, which for me is completely different on a digital piano. For listeners, it may seem the same, but for those who play, I think it’s different.
But the organ has a sound, and a blend of sounds, that make the whole environment vibrate, as well as every cell of those who play and those who listen. The first time I played a pipe organ, after studying on an electronic one, was an indescribable emotion. I couldn’t believe I was the one performing that music!
David, this experience repeats itself every time I sit at this instrument! When I was introduced to the organ, I fell in love instantly!
Your organ music makes us feel this vibration all the time. Absolution is moving! All of them are, and just imagine the next ones that will be created in the solitude of the mountains! We are waiting with a certain sense of anticipation!!
Best regards.
What you wrote is deeply moving. It shows the admiration and love you have for an instrument that is unique. It reminds us why the organ has always inspired such awe. Through your compositions and your playing, the instrument comes alive, and we find ourselves loving it even more, because with you it becomes music that truly breathes.