And in the morning, Joy

Song that we are doing in chorus.

"Blue mist rising, rising from the hollows to the hills.
Morning comes, and with it all the joy that morning brings.
Gone the weeping, weeping of the long night slowly stills.
Morning comes, and with the morning joy!"

Or at least the part that I feel like putting on here
Another part from the song:

"Anxious mother, wayward child, lost, alone. 

 Grieving father, lonesome soldier far from home.

 Heartsick family, weeping through the long dark night,

          Wait for morning, for it comes, and with it joy,"

~another musing of the ill-informed~

A Song that I like on a day where there is nothing else

This song I like.  So powerful, though I wish they had used the organ instead of orchestra.  I just like their tone quality on this one.  Some of the lyrics I enjoy:
Lions and oxen will sleep in the hay,
Leopards will join with the lambs as they play,
Wolves will be pastured with cows in the glade,
Blood will darken the Earth that God made.

Ok, maybe a little less conservative than I usually go for, but that is how things will be in heaven on earth.  Anyway, the song is just so powerful, on this day when everything seems to piss me off, I just need something like this.  When things just don't go well, take a step back and lose yourself in that step.
~another musing of the ill-informed~

Playing A Fugue...Badly

This is a group at a summer music camp I attended.  Unfortunately, I am playing in this recording as well.  Notice the horns and tuba were actually not that bad.  Sort of.  It was very hard to play this piece with the quality of trumpet players that we had.  Some people just can't count.  Anyway, enjoy the nice pictures I provided!

~another musing of the ill-informed~

Beauty

So I was singing with my choir and just had to step back for a second and say, "Wow." These songs are just so beautiful.  At times like these I feel so thankful to live a life where there is music.  Music so wonderful.  So wonderful.  It is amazing.  I think my favorite kind of phrase is the ones that yearn and pull for the next phrase, on and on to the end of all.  This is a lot shorter than I thought it would be.  Oh well.  You know what?  I'll put a video here!

There.

~another musing of the ill-informed~

Music

Music-the language that transcends all boundaries.  Why is music so prominent in life?  It can make you feel happy, sad, angry.  It can make you feel present.  You can have a conversation.  You can make a declaration.  Music gives us a chance to express our feelings and leave the world that we live in to enter a mystical dimension where all is music and all is right.  To feel that peace, that is the goal of music.
~another musing of the ill-informed~