Fine Voice Academy

It was windy and blustery yesterday, but a fun time had by all singing on "Spirit of Challenge".

We’re feeling all the Christmas cheer and can’t wait for this Christmassy weekend! 🤍🎶
Saturday evening is set to be magical with the Christmas Tides / Crystal Tides gig — please note this is SOLD OUT so no tickets on the door ✨
Then on Sunday from 2pm, join us at Casemates for a beautiful afternoon of festive fun:
🎄 Carols led by the Fine Voice Choir
🎤 Followed by dancing and sing-along fun with the Hill Brothers
A whole afternoon filled with music, joy, and festive spirit. Best of all — free entry!
Bring your friends, bring your family, and come make some wonderful memories with us before Christmas 🤍🎄

Merry Christmas Everyone. Fine Voice Chorus have been non-stop over December with Tesoro, singing at many community gigs and raising money for charity, including over £400 for Pompey in The Community.

Santa sleigh-ed it at Casemates Studios & Cafe today, leading The Tesoro/Fine Voice Choir as they jingled all the way with festive carols! 🎅🎶 The fun continued with a singalong led by Jim, hitting all the right festive notes. Mulled wine, mince pies, and hot chocolate kept the Portsmouth community warm and merry— thanks to all who came along! ❄️🎄#portsmouth #community #christmas #carols

Like Joyce DiDonato, those who make good Music their life will find a way through even in the darkest times.

Last night: I kept vigil through the whole night and early morning. Then my eyes closed - numb - of their own volition. I woke a few minutes/lifetimes later bathed in tears from what felt like centuries ago.

This morning: shattered and wrung out from my deep core, I went about my daily duties as if projected unwillingly onto an old movie screen: out of body/out of heart.

This noon: reaching … reaching to connect. Reaching out to loved ones to tether to this precious, terrifying, seismic moment.

This 3:00: defiance arrived through the dense fog of bewilderment to the soundtrack of wrung out church bells.

This evening: clarity danced belligerently as I reclaimed my sacred and unassailable contract with my Self: NO ONE WILL STEAL MY JOY, ROB ME OF MY PURPOSE, STEER ME OFF COURSE. I/We will always be bigger than any single moment

This moment: a clarion call echoes and shivers throughout my soul to zoom out … further … further … and yet still further … and marvel at the inevitable atomic, blink-of-an-eye tsunami that will conjure storms and waves and troubles … and maybe … ah, YES! maybe …. Zoom out further …. Yes maybe it will bring healing.

This ….