Bravo!!! The cello added a sweetness to it. You have posted this song before I think. It was well worth reposting.
"Mickey Mouse and I grew up together." - Ruthie Tompson, Disney animation checker and scene planner and one of the first women to become a member of the International Photographers Union in 1952.
Tiredretiredlawyer wrote: ↑Sat Apr 22, 2023 9:58 pm
Bravo!!! The cello added a sweetness to it. You have posted this song before I think. It was well worth reposting.
Yeah I did since I actually quoted said previous post to make mention that someday is now today.
Too also, it had been going through my head all week (and apparently the heads of the choir members) so I decided others needed to have it in their head as well.
Oops. In the version of "O Love" with the cello player (LM K, come home!), just at the end of the beginning cello part and before the singing begins, you can hear someone cough.
All the rest of it is fabulous.
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Alright, all done with hymns written by a Scottish minister in 1882 (although hey, he practically invented the blues, that dude, can you imagine going blind at the age of 17 and the love of your life dumps you for it? ). I said, I'm all done with beautiful music about how glorious life is, despite the pain and suffering, even though I spent the whole day replaying that amazing song, and sent it to my niece who's going to play piano and sing with me at my dad's funeral in ten or twenty years.
Roostery feller: "Alexa, play 'O Love,' by Elaine Hagenberg."
Alexa: "I couldn't find 'O Love' by Elaine Hagenberg, but here is other music by Elaine Hagenberg."
Annoyed roostery feller: "Alexa: Stop."
Well, fukkit. Here's the Love Cats.
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The part about how my life's flow will return to the ocean depths to grow richer and fuller - and eventually become a new life - is what I want to do when I die.
And I have tried hard not to whine about it, but I have been through a ton of pain since last August, and I know what it means to say that joy will seek you through the pain, because it has.
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I'm glad the Matheson hymn has proven helpful/comforting. Elaine Hagenberg's setting is amazing. There are times as a musician you come across a work that is so much larger than you are, that is a gift to even perform it and bring it to a group of people. This was one of those times.
How did the congregation react to "O, Love"? I have had it circulating in my head since you posted it. I sent it to Hubby's aunt, " Brother Beth, who is a Methodist minister.
"Mickey Mouse and I grew up together." - Ruthie Tompson, Disney animation checker and scene planner and one of the first women to become a member of the International Photographers Union in 1952.
Tiredretiredlawyer wrote: ↑Mon Apr 24, 2023 9:22 am
How did the congregation react to "O, Love"? I have had it circulating in my head since you posted it. I sent it to Hubby's aunt, " Brother Beth, who is a Methodist minister.
My congregation generally does not applaud except sometimes with the big and loud stuff (gospel anthems, Hallelujah Chorus with strings and organ, etc.). Yesterday, after the pin drop silence at the end, applause broke out. Yes, I found they were quite moved, as was the visiting new Diocesan Bishop.
OK, but I yam who I yam, and I have questions about the text from ol' George "Blind Lemon" Matheson (the dude who was perfect for the blues before the blues were even blue).
To wit, the following lines:
I trace the rainbow through the rain,
And feel the promise is not vain,
That morn shall tearless be.
Whereas, as previously stated I was raised Episcopalian, and I always thought the "promise" of the rainbow was that God wouldn't flood the world again like the whole Noah's Ark thing.
It wasn't a promise that mornings would be tearless.
That's up to you.
In fact, Gerry and the Pacemakers have the right idea about tearless morns.
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northland10 wrote: ↑Mon Apr 24, 2023 9:25 am
My congregation generally does not applaud except sometimes with the big and loud stuff (gospel anthems, Hallelujah Chorus with strings and organ, etc.). Yesterday, after the pin drop silence at the end, applause broke out. Yes, I found they were quite moved, as was the visiting new Diocesan Bishop.
I am going to miss preparing that piece.
That is better than the applause!!!!!!!
"Mickey Mouse and I grew up together." - Ruthie Tompson, Disney animation checker and scene planner and one of the first women to become a member of the International Photographers Union in 1952.
I shamefully admit, I am getting sinfully entertained by the thought of George Matheson, Presbyterian minister and member of the Royal Society of Edinburgh, telling his fellow ministers that he was retiring to become Blind Lemon Matheson, Inventor of the Blues.
Umm ... what are the blues, George?
Just you wait and see, babydoll!
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One of his hymns, "O Love That Wilt Not Let Me Go," has passed into the popular hymnology of the Christian Church.[3] Matheson himself wrote of the composition:
"I am quite sure that the whole work was completed in five minutes, and equally sure that it never received at my hands any retouching or correction. I have no natural gift of rhythm. All the other verses I have ever written are manufactured articles; this came like a dayspring from on high." [7]
"O Love That Wilt Not Let Me Go" was written on the evening of Matheson’s sister’s marriage. Years before, he had been engaged, until his fiancée learned that he was going blind—that there was nothing the doctors could do—and she told him that she could not go through life with a blind man. He went blind while studying for the ministry, and his sister had been the one to care for him through the years. He was now 40, and his sister’s marriage likely brought a fresh reminder of his own heartbreak. It was in the midst of this circumstance that Matheson penned this hymn, which he said was written in five minutes. British composer Florence Margaret Spencer Palmer set it to music in 1941.[8]
"Mickey Mouse and I grew up together." - Ruthie Tompson, Disney animation checker and scene planner and one of the first women to become a member of the International Photographers Union in 1952.
He expressed what I and others have expressed when you write or produce or create something valuable. It comes from somewhere not connected to you. You are a channel for this "life". That's why he didn't change anything.
"Mickey Mouse and I grew up together." - Ruthie Tompson, Disney animation checker and scene planner and one of the first women to become a member of the International Photographers Union in 1952.
Sprawling on the fringes of the city
In geometric order
An insulated border
In-between the bright lights
And the far, unlit unknown
Growing up, it all seems so one-sided
Opinions all provided
The future pre-decided
Detached and subdivided
In the mass-production zone
Nowhere is the dreamer
Or the misfit so alone
Subdivisions
In the high school halls
In the shopping malls
Conform or be cast out
Subdivisions
In the basement bars
In the backs of cars
Be cool or be cast out
Any escape might help to smooth
The unattractive truth
But the suburbs have no charms to soothe
The restless dreams of youth
Drawn like moths, we drift into the city
The timeless old attraction
Cruising for the action
Lit up like a firefly
Just to feel the living night
Some will sell their dreams for small desires
Or lose the race to rats
Get caught in ticking traps
And start to dream of somewhere
To relax their restless flight
Somewhere out of a memory
Of lighted streets on quiet nights
Subdivisions
In the high school halls
In the shopping malls
Conform or be cast out
Subdivisions
In the basement bars
In the backs of cars
Be cool or be cast out
Any escape might help to smooth
The unattractive truth
But the suburbs have no charms to soothe
The restless dreams of youth