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no matter what people say
Mark Miller's "Child of God," performed by my church choir (including me). Miller wrote the song during Methodist church battles over LGBT inclusion. The clip begins at 20:16. This entry was originally posted at https://zirconium.dreamwidth.org/179422.html. -
birds and flowers bringing
So, between allergies and scratches and figurative kicks in the teeth and waking up hung over (which seemed profoundly unfair because it was one flute of prosecco during a retirement-party Zoom and one flute of vermouth after dinner, but apparently that's one digestif too many for my metabolism these days) and nearly putting antibiotic ointment ( Read more... ) -
preserving
Well. The past week included more collisions than I would have cared for with figurative handbaskets and pavers, but I managed to get to bed within an hour of either side of midnight most nights. (The exception was the night before nochevieja, when filing all the FSA paperwork and herding Picasso ducks to the designer kept the candles burning past ( Read more... ) -
I've always wanted brook trout / for breakfast
The subject line, which I typed into this window two days ago, is from Raymond Carver's "Looking for Work." It incurred a sudden jones for pan-fried fish, which I hadn't planned on cooking, and the canned tuna in the pantry wasn't going to address that, nor the tofu-fish cakes in the freezer, and moaning about bar-crowding putzes wasn't going to ( Read more... ) -
"Thank you for being a car"
Charmed by: picture books about mail-critters, including Angela Cronk's Monster Mail (disclosure: I'm one of the book's backers) and Marianne Dubuc's Mr. Postmouse books.
Starting the month with:- remembering how my iron works (oh hi, reset button)
- not remembering how to update my website
- skipping the gym (something in my back twanging hard)
- not ( Read more... )
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it being December 1...
...a friend or associate of a former classmate tweeted a video of harpsichordist Scott Ross, who died of AIDS-related pneumonia 30 years ago.
There is a recording on YouTube of Ross playing the Gigue from Rameau's "First Book of Keyboard Pieces," which happens to be what I played most often on the harpsichords around Connecticut College back in ( Read more... ) -
Sous les feuilles d’un chêne
["Under the oak leaves" - a line from "Au clair de la fontaine" (By the clear fountain)]
The senior minister at my church is on sabbatical, and Rabbi Rami Shapiro is visiting monthly as a guest preacher. On September 11, he brought with him a shruti, which he played as the congregation learned a new round:
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better mean what you sing
There's a feature on Dr. Ysaye Barnwell in the current issue of UU World. It includes this:
She turns solemn and angry talking about how "Kumbaya," which means "Come by Here" in the Gullah language, has become snarky shorthand for feel-good or weak-minded groupthink. A soulful cry sung by the Georgia Sea Island slaves, the song was carried on by ( Read more... ) -
yearning across the centuries
More often than not, it cheers me up when a Vaughan Williams setting is included among the opening hymns. This morning started with the Down Ampney tune, with verses by Bianco da Siena (died c. 1434), translated by Richard Frederick Littledale (1833-1890) with further alterations by the hymnal editors:
Come down, O Love divine ( Read more... )
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