The choir is just like a garden. When the visitor enters the garden, if everything has been nurtured and watered, he will have a nice first impression, and he will look around searching for some more.
But if the gardener forgots to water the little plants in the corners, and if he only gives attention to his most beautiful trees, the whole garden will become a mess… his plants will grow in a mess, and the visitor will notice just a bunch of crap. Noone will ever notice if there is a lonely giant healty oak in the middle of the mess.
The new, untrained voices are the most important part of the choir to take care of. They have no defense against the teacher’s anger, they have no ears to understand what the current lesson is for… and they have the true beautyness of the wild rough emotion. These new voices will drop as soon as they will hear bad words about their behavior, they will drop when they will feel a single bad vibration in the choir’s life, they will drop if another stronger interest will rise up in their life, despite to the choir.
The teacher/gardener must give daily water to the plants with short roots. He cannot water or nurture the old trees… they just need some space and the right season (and sporadic prunings) to give fruits .
