31. December 2019 · Comments Off on Goodbye, 2019. Hello, 2020. · Categories: ACappellaAnyday™, vocal · Tags: ,

Linda Kachelmeier: We Toast the Days
Cantus

Performed by Cantus on December 20, 2018 at the Chapel of St. Thomas Aquinas in St. Paul, MN.

Music and lyrics by Linda Kachelmeier
https://www.lindakachelmeier.com/

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When the clock strikes twelve and another year has gone,
I give a kiss to you
As remembrance of the past we have shared and the future yet to come.

We toast the days, both good and bad,
the old friends and the new.
When the clock strikes twelve and another year has gone,
I give a kiss to you.

While the night is long and the bitter cold has come,
we lengthen our embrace
To sustain us as we mourn our regrets and the fear of days unknown.

We toast the days…

As we stand on the edge of another bright new year,
I take your hand in mine
With assurance of the courage we will find
and the hope that leads us on.

25. December 2019 · Comments Off on Star in the East · Categories: Christmas · Tags: , , ,

L.A. Choral Lab; Michael Alfera, Conductor & Artistic Director

24. December 2019 · Comments Off on Christmas Eve · Categories: Christmas · Tags:

Jonathan Rathbone: The Oxen
VOCES8

24. December 2019 · Comments Off on Jul, Jul · Categories: Christmas · Tags: ,

Ensemble miXtur

Christmas, Christmas glorious Christmas
Shine over white forests
The crowns of heaven with sparkling lights
Glistening bows in each of gods houses
A hymn sung time and time again
Eternal longing for light and peace
Christmas, Christmas, glorious Christmas
Shine over white forests

Come, come holy Christmas
Wrap your white wings
Around the blood and turmoil of war
Around all the people’s sighs
Around all the families who travel to peace
Around the youth’s daily lives
Come, come, holy Christmas
Bring your white wings down
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Sibelius: Giv mig ej glans
Zero8

There are a number of translations of this carol and you can read them here.

23. December 2019 · Comments Off on Advent, Day Twenty-three · Categories: Advent, Christmas · Tags: , , , ,

Gustav Holst: In the Bleak Midwinter
The Washington Master Chorale; Thomas Colohan, Conductor

22. December 2019 · Comments Off on Sunday Evening Music · Categories: Christmas · Tags: , , ,

Weyse: Julen har bragt velsignet bud
DR KoncertKoret; Phillip Faber, Director

This is just running the text through Google translate so I’m sure it’s not quite accurate!

Christmas has brought blessed commandments.
Now old and young are rejoicing:
What the angels sang in the world,
now all little kids have to sing.
The branch from the tree of life stands beautiful
with lights like birds on twigs.
The child who delights in piety and beauty,
never lose that joy.

Joy is the guest of the earth today
with the king of heaven the little one.
You poor sparrow! Fly down from the roof
with the pigeon for Christmas party!
Dance, little kid, on mother’s lap!
A nice day is round:
Today, our dear Savior was born
and the Paradise Road found.

The Savior Himself was a child like us,
today he lay in his cradle.
The garden in which the angels of God fly,
Jesus will open for us.
The King of Heaven lives among us,
He brings us the Christmas joy,
he embraces every child’s soul on earth
and promise us angel wings.

22. December 2019 · Comments Off on Sunday Morning Music · Categories: Ramble · Tags: , , ,

Huron Carol, arr by Sarah Quartel
L.A. Choral Lab; Michael Alfera, Conductor & Artistic Director

22. December 2019 · Comments Off on Advent, Day Twenty-two · Categories: Advent · Tags: , , , ,

Philip Lawson: Away In A Manger
The Gesualdo Six at Ely Cathedral

21. December 2019 · Comments Off on Advent, Day Twenty-one · Categories: Advent · Tags: , , ,

Mary’s Hiding, arr. Beaudrot
Atlanta Master Chorale; Dr. Eric Nelson, Conductor

Before these possessions you love
slip away, say what Mary said
when she was surprised by Gabriel.

I’ll hide inside God.

Naked in her room
she saw a form of beauty
that could give her new life.

Like the sun coming up,
or a rose as it opens,
she leaped, as her habit was,
out of herself into the presence.

There was fire in the channel of her breath.
Light and majesty came.

I am smoke from that fire
and proof of its existence,
more than any external form.