05. August 2012 · Comments Off on Sunday Evening Music · Categories: Sunday Evening Music

J.S. Bach: Motet BWV 225 ‘Singet dem Herrn’
Vocalconsort Berlin; Daniel Reuss, conductor

Sing to the Lord a new song,
let the congregation of believers
praise Him.
Israel rejoices in Him that made him.
The children of Zion are joyful
under their King.
Let them praise his name
in the dance;
let them play to Him
on the timbrel and harp. (Psalm 149:1–3)

As a father is merciful
to his dear little children,
so is the Lord to us all,
as long as purely we like a child fear him.
He knows our frailty;
God knows we are but dust,
like raked grass,
a flower, and falling leaves:
once the wind blows over it
it is gone—
thus we pass away,
our end is near.

God, continue to look after us,
for without you
all our affairs come to nothing.
Therefore be our shield and light,
and if our hope does not deceive us,
you shall continue to do so.
Happy are those who firmly insist
on putting their trust in you and your favor.

Praise the Lord for his acts.
Praise Him for his great splendor.
(Psalm 150:2)

Let everything that breathes praise the Lord.
Hallelujah! (Psalm 150:6)

05. August 2012 · Comments Off on Sunday @ Noon · Categories: Sunday @ Noon Music

Psalm 3 from the Genevan Psalter (Loys Bourgeois 1551?)
Ernst Stolz: instruments


05. August 2012 · 4 comments · Categories: Ramble

… it rains concrete. Or something large and hard like that.

On my drive home Friday night I was on 101. I don’t like 101, but it’s a shorter distance than 280 and who cares about the lovely view on 280 late at night anyway, right? So in Palo Alto area, where there is a lot of construction (invisibly it seems: I’ve yet to see workers) there is suddenly this big block (hah, twice I typed “blog” instead of “block”!) of “something” that shoots across the road. I can’t swerve to avoid it as there is simply no time, so over it I go. I think, “Whew, I made it, but I’d better check the tires as I drive!” Then I hear what sounds to be a very noisy truck on the road.

NO. Not so. It’s my car.

I am near an exit so I drive off (after all, with the (invisible?) construction there is no shoulder) on San Antonio and still I see no shoulder on San Antonio. When I reach Charleston there’s a gas station, so I pull in.

Would you believe I don’t have one flat tire?! No. I have two. Completely. Flat. Tires.

Both are on the passenger side. Both are shot.

After calling Dan (thankfully he’s home from Seattle) I call CSAA and they say that a tow truck will be there within one hour. I can’t tell you how thankful I was that it actually appeared very shortly after my call. So did Dan, really. Or else time was standing still for me for a while. We have extended towing so it was taken all the way to our service center.

This isn’t going to be a cheap repair. The tires needed replacing of course, but so do the rims and the pressure valves, along with the oil pan.

But I know it could have been much worse.
•I didn’t swerve, lose control of the car, or hit anyone else.
•The huge block of whatever I hit didn’t damage the engine
•That same huge block didn’t go through my windshield
•I was in a fairly safe neighborhood when I pulled over
•Dan was home and on the road to get me immediately
•The towing service arrived quickly and towed the car without incident

So I am thankful. I think posting this on my usually “music only” Sunday is just fine … showing gratitude is a good thing, right?

I’m still deciding if I’ll drive 101 again, or stick to 280. Dan drove me yesterday so I didn’t have to come to any decision then.

05. August 2012 · Comments Off on Sunday Morning Music · Categories: Sunday Morning Music

J.S. Bach: Komm, Jesu, Komm
The Sixteen, conducted by Harry Christophers.