Sunday musical offering

May 22, 2022


Today’s cultural moment

May 19, 2022


Happy birthday, Erik

May 17, 2022

In honor of the birthday of Erik Satie (1866-1925), here is an arrangement for flute and harp of the Gymnopedie No. 1.


Sunday musical offering

May 15, 2022

In honor of the birthday of Claudio Monteverdi (1567-1643), here is “Cantate Domino,” sung by the Chinese University of Hong Kong Chorus.

Cantate Domino canticum novum,
cantate et benedicite nomini eius,
quia mirabilia fecit.
Cantate et exultate et psallite 
in cithara et voce psalmi,
quia mirabilia fecit.

Sing to the Lord a new song,
sing and praise His name, 
for He has done marvellous things.
Sing and rejoice and give praise
in songs with the harp and the voice,
for He has done marvelous things. 


Happy birthday, Gabriel

May 12, 2022

In honor of the birthday of Gabriel Fauré (1845-1924), here is the Pavane in F sharp minor, composed in 1887, in an arrangement for orchestra.


Sunday musical offering

May 8, 2022


Happy birthday, Ola

May 5, 2022

A little planetary music from Norwegian-born composer and pianist Ola Gjeilo on his 44th birthday.


Sunday musical offering

May 1, 2022

Hark, I hear the harps eternal
Ringing on the farther shore,
As I near those swollen waters
With their deep and solemn roar.

Hallelujah, hallelujah,
Hallelujah, praise the Lamb!
Hallelujah, hallelujah,
Glory to the great I AM!

And my soul, though stained with sorrow,
Fading as the light of day,
Passes swiftly o’er those waters,
To the city far away.

Hallelujah, hallelujah,
Hallelujah, praise the Lamb!
Hallelujah, hallelujah,
Glory to the great I AM!

Souls have crossed before me, saintly,
To that land of perfect rest;
And I hear them singing faintly
In the mansions of the blest.

Hallelujah, hallelujah,
Hallelujah, praise the Lamb!
Hallelujah, hallelujah,
Glory to the great I AM!


Happy birthday, Jean

April 28, 2022

It’s the birthday of Scottish folk singer Jean Redpath (1937-2014), an artist who was truly irreplaceable.


Sunday musical offering

April 24, 2022

Now the green blade riseth from the buried grain,
Wheat that in dark earth many days has lain.
Love lives again, that with the dead has been;
Love is come again, like wheat that springeth green.

In the grave they laid Him, Love whom hate had slain,
Thinking that never He would wake again.
Laid in the earth like grain that sleeps unseen;
Love is come again, like wheat that springeth green.

Forth He came at Easter, like the risen grain,
He that for three days in the grave had lain.
Quick from the dead my risen Lord is seen;
Love is come again, like wheat that springeth green.

When our hearts are wintry, grieving, or in pain,
Thy touch can call us back to life again.
Fields of our hearts that dead and bare have been;
Love is come again, like wheat that springeth green.


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