J. Reilly Lewis passed away on June 9, from a massive heart attack. The news shocked me because he exuded vitality every time I saw him perform. A little over two years ago, I took a job that happens to be across the street from the Church of the Epiphany on G Street, where Lewis and the Washington Bach Consort occasionally performed a Bach cantata as part of the church’s Tuesday noontime concert series. When my work schedule would permit (stupid 1 pm meetings), I always snuck out to hear Lewis do his thing.
You can’t be interested in Baroque and early music in the DMV and not have heard Lewis perform, conducting the WBC or the Cathedral Choral Society, playing keyboards in chamber settings, getting an organ to sing and thunder. I reviewed him accompanying Jennifer Ellis Kampani in Bach (a really transporting concert), with the WBC completing their Bach cycle and celebrating Christmas, and with the Cathedral Choral Society. You’ll notice that those are pretty warm reviews. The man was a giant ’round here, what can I say?
But I had never gotten to attend the Tuesday cantata concerts before, and they were a new revelation, where Lewis had all the time he wanted to talk about things he found interesting in the cantatas, introduce an organist of whom he was fond to play a prelude, get WBC members to discuss their instruments, or welcome the numerous school groups that also attended these performances. He had such a genuine joy both in the music and in performing it, and he had the further gift of being able to communicate that clearly to whoever happened to come into the church on a Tuesday afternoon (yes, including the homeless dudes).
I never reviewed any of those performances in part because they felt more like gifts than concerts; reviewing them would have been like reviewing a dinner a friend served you. Maybe I would have preferred certain things to be slightly different, but I walked out of all of those performances feeling grateful that the music of Bach existed and that we had such a warm, eloquent, and talented advocate of it to bring it to us, in the form of J. Reilly Lewis. And he brought that warmth, eloquentce, and talent to all the music he performed. I’ll always be grateful to have sat in the audience, especially for those noontime concerts, and heard and felt music through and with him. R.I.P.