13. August 2017 · Comments Off on Sunday Morning Music · Categories: Sunday Morning Music

Alexander Levin: Hide Not They Face From Me

12. August 2017 · Comments Off on Underneath The Stars · Categories: ACappellaAnyday™

I’ve frequently enjoyed the group VOCES8. They are now saying goodbye to one of their own: Emily Dickens solos in this version of the work, and I assume it may be her final recording with them.

VOCES8: Underneath the Stars

09. August 2017 · Comments Off on KQED Segment · Categories: Opera

Very cool to hear this!

Strains of Puccini and Verdi Fill the Halls of Silicon Valley Tech Firms

06. August 2017 · Comments Off on Volume Up! · Categories: Listen

I’m not really one for Marian hymnody but, well … this is so beautiful I’m sort of letting that go for the moment.

Diego Ortiz, Alma Redemptoris Mater a 6 voci, Cantar Lontano, Marco Mencoboni

06. August 2017 · Comments Off on Sunday Evening Music · Categories: Sunday Evening Music

Pavel Chesnokov: Milost mira (The Mercy of the World)
Kiev Frescoes Choir

06. August 2017 · Comments Off on How About A Concert? · Categories: Listen, Videos

And it can be from the comfort of your own home? I’m a fan of Christina Pluhar and L’Arpeggiata, with many thanks to a friend for introducing me (Thanks Edie!) I was happy to land here today:

06. August 2017 · Comments Off on Sunday Morning Music · Categories: Sunday Morning Music

Goncharov: Krestu Tvoyemu (We Bow Down Before Your Cross)
Illumni Men’s Chorale

01. August 2017 · Comments Off on Just a Bit of Beautiful · Categories: Listen

Philippe Jaroussky with L’Arpeggiata and Christina Pluhar: Monteverdi “Si dolce”

So sweet is the torment
that lies in my heart,
that I live happily
because of its cruel beauty.
May beauty’s fury
grow wide in the sky
without compassion;
for my devotion shall hold
like a rock against
pride’s unrelenting wave.

False hope,
keep me wandering!
let no peace
nor pleasure befall me!
Evil woman, whom I adore,
deny me the rest
that compassion would give;
amidst infinite pain,
amidst broken hopes
shall survive my devotion.

There is no rest for me
in the warmth or the cold.
Only in heaven
shall I find rest.
If the deadly strike
of an arrow injured my heart,
I shall heal still,
and change my destiny,
death’s very heart
with the same arrow.

If the frigid heart
that stole mine
never has felt
love’s ardour;
if the cruel beauty
that charmed my soul
denies me compassion,
may she die one day
by me pained,
repenting, languishing.