I am hardly a classical music maven. I listen as others might use recreational drugs - when all else fails I hope a piece of classical music will take me out of myself and let me get a little closer to heaven. An opportunity to bathe in beauty. The reason it doesn't often work is because just as I'm about to transcend the composer changes dynamics and the bath turns into a perfect storm. Not so with this work. Forty minutes of undiluted peace, but with complexities that demand active listening. Vocals and instruments are of such a whole that I found myself listening to strings that unfolded as a voice, and vice versa. The vocal combinations and close harmonies were flawless. There was not a moment that was not gorgeous, and any loss of attention was caused by my own wandering mind rather than any jarring musical effect. These are the sounds I would like to accompany me on the big transition - they would open the gates.