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Sons of serendip ordinary world6/2/2023 Mason packed his SUV with his harp and all of his belongings and drove from Houston to Boston. It found Mason after his harp teacher at Rice University entrusted him into the hands of her former teacher, Ann Hobson Pilot of Boston University, for grad school. A beaming morning sun opened his eyes the next morning and a voice of peace whispered to him, “Boston University.” Of course there were better financial aid offers. It found Kendall the day after he spent an evening in prayer deciding on which grad school offer to accept in pursuit of his Master’s in Cello Performance. He confused Boston College for Boston University, and there he applied. His prelaw advisor at Princeton encouraged him to apply to Boston College for law school. It found Cordaro as he applied to law school. On the day he was called to make a decision, a recruiter from Teach for America told Micah that something within her spoke to her saying that Micah belonged at Boston University. It found Micah when he was faced with the decision of accepting an offer to Teach for America or attending grad school at Boston University for theology. When these boys became men, serendipity paid them another visit. It was found in the mindless and childish acceptance of a free offer to learn the harp by a young Mason Morton of Atlanta, GA, despite having no knowledge of what the harp even looked like. It was found in the various stringed instruments that were cast as lots upon a classroom floor from which Kendall Ramseur discerned the cello. Music was a hobby, not the intended goal. It was found in each in the various musical instruments that were littered around the homes in which Micah Christian of Randolph, MA and Cordaro were brought up. They became friends and one day found themselves envisioning all the possibilities the future held as they laid upon a trampoline, staring at the sky. It was found in Charlotte, NC, when seven-year-old Kendall Ramseur and his family moved in around the block from eight-year-old Cordaro Rodriguez. We were shoulder-to-shoulder with non-mask wearers in a packed house.Chance, luck, divine orchestration, serendipity-whatever it may be called-all feature the coincidence of seemingly random singular events that result in beneficial but unintended outcomes. Re: venue, with the rise of a new variant, I'd rather have seen the audience in masks. We would absolutely come to hear them again, and we bought three of their CDs to enjoy the rest of the year. I think with the airline snafu, there was little opportunity to get it right the first time. This totally turned around my hubby's opinion of the group-that's how important balance was. At the intermission, he tweaked the overall sound balance perfectly, so we could hear the harp as well as the cello. While in admiration of his expertise, all while playing the piano part, his constant movement drew our attention a lot. I wondered if more digital automation might help that, as the added instrumentation coming and going from the mix WAS nice. We were both a little distracted by the keyboardist, only in that he was CONSTANTLY having to bring in extra instrumentation electronically, and adjust the mix. And Mikal's voice was clear, warm, and completely angelic! We were in awe. Enjoyed their harmonies and musicianship and creativity SO much! It was great to hear a group where ALL of the musicians are this talented, not just one or two. We were so glad the harpist (not to mention, his harp) arrived in time to begin just a bit late. Sons of Serendip's unique style was perfect for the holidays
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