Despite the best efforts of his wife to change his mind, Karl was determined. His patience was ended. He had tried everything. He had explained to his sopranos why their wobbly pitches were musically inappropriate. He had given them breath control exercises during warm-ups and pleaded for blend. He even made each singer do the part alone. All of it was to no avail—their vibrato was as shaky as ever. So be it. He had unsheathed the Mighty Sword of Straight Tone and was taking it with him to the rehearsal. There would be blend or heads would roll.
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