Mellody Farm Sunday Afternoon

Sunday afternoon runs slower than the rest of the week, and that suits what Goodrich Caroling does better than any other hour on the calendar. One to three, in daylight, through the outdoor center

There are no instruments. Four voice carry everything: melody, the line underneath it, the harmony betwee, and that bass the holds the floor. Stand close and you can hear the part arrive separately, and then lock, which is the beauty of a cappella singing, and the thins a recording never quite captures.

The quartet strolls in Dickensian dress, stops wherver a few people gather, and moves on when they drift. No stage, no seating, no set list posted anywhere. Stay for one carold or follow along for a dozen.

Free and open to all.