09. January 2018 · Comments Off on I’m Impressed! · Categories: ACappellaTuesday™, Videos, vocal

I played this version of Gaudete last night for Dan before he could see the singers. Then I said, “Look at them!” Like me he didn’t expect such young singers. These young men get such a wonderful sound and I’m so very impressed!

Raffles Voices Male Chamber; Toh Ban Sheng, Conductor

25. December 2017 · Comments Off on Mary, Did You Know? · Categories: Christmas, vocal

Voctave sings with the songwriter Mark Lowry on his song “Mary, Did you Know?”

Music: Buddy Greene; Lyrics: Mark Lowry

21. December 2017 · Comments Off on Ave Maria · Categories: vocal

Well, I don’t pray to Mary, so there’s that. BUT this is just so darn beautiful!

Franz Biebl: Ave Maria
VOCES8

09. December 2017 · Comments Off on Advent: Day Seven · Categories: Advent, vocal · Tags: ,

Gabriel’s Message
Swingle Singers

20. October 2017 · Comments Off on VOCES8 · Categories: ACappellaAnyday™, Listen, vocal

I’m sure I’ll feature this Voces8 video on my Sunday Morning music soon, but I’m just so darn excited to know I’ll be hearing them live this coming Monday I have to share this now as well.

Because beauty.

VOCES8: Beati Quorum Via – Charles Villiers Stanford

“Blessed are those who walk undefiled in the name of the Lord.”

26. July 2017 · Comments Off on And Now With Words · Categories: vocal

I’ve heard “Long, Long Ago” since I began learning to play … most likely even on flute, which preceded my oboe studies. I never knew the words. It’s fun to hear it this way, in a pretty arrangement by Dan Forrest. I wonder if I’ll hear it differently when my students play it now. It just might happen!

Thomas Haynes Bayly: Long, Long Ago, arr. Forrest
National Taiwan University Chorus; Jennifer YangChin Chi, Conductor

Tell me the tales that to me were so dear,
Long, long ago, long, long ago,
Sing me the songs I delighted to hear,
Long, long ago, long ago,
Now you are come all my grief is removed,
Let me forget that so long you have roved.
Let me believe that you love as you loved,
Long, long ago, long ago.

Do you remember the paths where we met?
Long, long ago, long, long ago.
Ah, yes, you told me you’d never forget,
Long, long ago, long ago.
Then to all others, my smile you preferred,
Love, when you spoke, gave a charm to each word.
Still my heart treasures the phrases I heard,
Long, long ago, long ago.

Tho’ by your kindness my fond hopes were raised,
Long, long ago, long, long ago.
You by more eloquent lips have been praised,
Long, long ago, long, long ago,
But, by long absence your truth has been tried,
Still to your accents I listen with pride,
Blessed as I was when I sat by your side.
Long, long ago, long ago.

14. July 2017 · Comments Off on Turn Up The Volume! · Categories: ACappellaAnyday™, vocal

Really … this is gorgeous!

Josquin Desprez: Nymphes des bois
Cappella Pratensis

From Wikipedia:”Nymphes des bois, also known as La Déploration de Johannes Ockeghem, is a lament composed by Josquin des Prez on the occasion of the death of his predecessor Johannes Ockeghem in February 1497. The piece, based on a poem by Jean Molinet and including the funeral text Requiem Aeternam as a cantus firmus, is in five voices. In the first of its two parts Josquin cleverly mimics the contrapuntal style of Ockeghem. This chanson is one of Josquin’s best-known works, and often considered one of the most haunting and moving memorial works ever penned.”

English translation

Eternal rest grant unto them, O Lord,
and let perpetual light shine upon them.

Wood-nymphs, goddesses of the fountains,
Skilled singers of every nation,
Turn your voices, so clear and lofty,
To piercing cries and lamentation
Because Atropos*, terrible satrap,
Has caught your Ockeghem in her trap,
The true treasurer of music and master,
Learned, handsome and by no means stout.
It is a source of great sorrow that the earth must cover him.

Put on the clothes of mourning,
Josquin, Pierre de la Rue, Brumel, Compère,
And weep great tears from your eyes,
For you have lost your good father.
May they rest in peace.
Amen.

27. March 2017 · Comments Off on A Day Late But … · Categories: ACappellaAnyday™, Listen, vocal

From the YouTube page:

Please share this video to help The Tallis Scholars celebrate the 500th Anniversary on Sunday 26 March 2017 of Heinrich Isaac. The music is the first part of Isaac’s majestic ceremonial motet “Virgo prudentissima”. Our aim is for as many people as possible to listen to Isaac’s music on the exact anniversary of his death. The Tallis Scholars’ album of music by Isaac can be downloaded from iTunes and streamed on Apple Music and Spotify, just search for “Heinrich Isaac”.

… and yes, this composer is new to me.

27. March 2017 · Comments Off on Let the blessed morning come … · Categories: Listen, vocal

I found this moving … and would wait until evening to post, but it does end with the request for morning, so I’m using that as my excuse to post now. (You might have to turn up the volume … I did.)

Kärt Johanson arr P. Uusberg: Õhtu ily
E STuudio Youth Choir (Estonia)
Conductor Eliisa Sakarias

This translation was provided by Jennifer Runner:

Already the sun is being hidden,
The moonlight is being stolen.
Who hides the sun from us,
Who steals the moonlight?
God hides the sun from us,
The Creator* steals the moonlight.
Let the blessed morning come,
Let the sun rise over the forest.
I sing, the table bends* down,
Behind the house the oak bends,
Beside the well the birch bends,
Above the garden the bird’s perch bends.
Joy is heard all the way to Hiiumaa,
The glow all the way to Courland*,
Pleasure across our land.
Let the blessed morning come,
The sun rise over the forest.?

18. February 2017 · Comments Off on For Your Listening Pleasure · Categories: ACappellaAnyday™, Listen, vocal

Oh this Saturday afternoon …

Ed Rex: Sonnet 116 (Shakespeare)
Siglo de Oro

Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove.
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wand’ring bark,
Whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken.
Love’s not Time’s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle’s compass come;
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me prov’d,
I never writ, nor no man ever lov’d.