Back to high school
The Holst is written in eleven parts (eleven!), two full SATB choirs plus three treble parts singing a lot of amens and one or two other little tidbits.
We’ve drawn our trebles from the youth arm of the choral society, which has run into some difficulty lately because their director has been ill. They’re… um… how to put this nicely… let’s just say they could use some divine grace dancing, okay?
So the solution may turn out to be yanking a few women to sing with them, and because I am a big lummox, I volunteered. Haven’t heard whether that’s the plan yet, but if it is, it’s back to high-school choir for me. Amen, or something.