"The subset of the San Francisco Opera chorus that sang here was as sonorous and committed as could be."
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In this scene from Act I the enslaved workers on the Johnson plantation sing as they labor. With lyrics that describe their understanding of how fragile their existence is, they sing:
"Before this time another year, I may be gone. In some lonesome graveyard, Oh Lord, how long? I want you to blow it, as loud as thunder. Wake up them sinners that are rolling under. I want you to blow it, that's my command. One feet on the sea, one feet on the land."
Don't miss this remarkable story of one man's indomitable faith in the face of devastating oppression.
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