Our choir will be singing this in May. My very first Mass. 🙂 The counting in some of the movements are quite tricky, as young Mozart decided that switching between common and cut time was a cool thing to do. The Mass in G major (K. 49/47d) is the first full mass composed by Wolfgang […]
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Dead Wild Roses: The DWR Friday Musical Interlude – The Skye Boat Song
A great piece and fun to sing. 🙂 The Choir of New College, Oxford, under the direction of Edward Higginbottom, perform the Scottish folk song ‘The Skye Boat Song’, which tells of the escape to safety of Bonnie Prince Charlie to the Isle of Skye. Having been defeated in the Battle of Culloden (the final […]
Continue readingDead Wild Roses: The DWR Sunday Disservice – Hideous Hymns
Hymns suck. And I don’t just mean in moral or rational sense, though they definitely suck in those areas as well. I mean musically. They are absolutely wretched. As a fledgeling choral singer, I’m aware of some wonderfully fantastic religious based pieces that are beautiful to listen to and sing,
Continue readingDead Wild Roses: Virtual Choir – Bringing the World Together in Song
Music is our great hope, the universal language, and the ultimate unifier. I can appreciate music from 1720 Venice just as easily as I can music from 1970 Toronto. Further, I’ve been doing so since before I could speak. Such is the power of music that distances of 7000 km
Continue readingDead Wild Roses: The DWR Sunday Disservice – Adiemus
Sometimes we forget that despite all the bullshit, all the division, all the scorn, human beings can come together and create beautiful acts that fly in the face of all the shite we put up with in our regular day to day existence. I recently had the great privilege of
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It is talent night for my choir this evening and gee-wilkers, I’m excited. I’ve been practising my solo piece and my part for the group ensemble we’re doing. Things went/and are going pretty well actually. But then I got to thinking(cue foreboding music), we need something to end our
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