We have all said it. We all complain. Over the years, I have come to learn that those that complain the least are really the one's who don't mean it as much.Yes, the first Christmas song of the season has hit the airwaves. "It's not even Halloween", I said when I heard it. Then, I saw a commercial that had a tad and a hint of the holidays in the visuals. It does seem to get earlier and earlier each year, not counting the wholesale shows that occur in July. But the real measure of how early it gets is when you start to hear the choral works from Westminster and King's and all the others in the U.K.on the radio programs. English choral works are the benchmark, after all.
In fact, it struck me so much, that I turned to my favorite classical radio station WXXI-FM in Rochester, New York to check on their live stream schedule. It seems that even the radio schedules manage somehow to wiggle in a song or two hear and there and broadcast schedules are like clockwork. No one messes with them! Ever! Why WXXI you ask? Well, maybe you don't ask but the real reason why I listen to them is because of their International Market being so close to Toronto and Ottawa and the Great Lakes with a larger audience per square mile of listeners and a great Choral college just down the block.
Yes, here's another one of my inter secrets. I love choral music. In fact, my organ teacher in college was a noted choral composer who got me interested in cantors at a Jewish Synagogue where she was organist. She taught 5 days a week, played the Saturday Services at the Temple and Sunday Services at a large Baptist Church. The woman was cast iron diverse! But, what I learned from her still controls how I play today. When I do. If any, anymore.
English choral composers like John Rudder or Stephen Cleobury, Director of Music, King's College, Cambridge, England, have made their mark on both new and traditional choral works, but it is at Christmas time that even my heart seems to respond well to the beauty of sound as it echos in the high vaults of English Cathedrals. And, besides where else can you bring together choral works and great organ installations into such splendid mixtures?With the audio technology today, you don't even have to be in the cathedral to sense the sound within those walls. Since I don't fly anymore, because of my bionic implant, listening to an HD-CD is probably more comfortable than the riggers of travel anyway.
Last year, with the bad weather here in Dallas, the Christmas Parade was skipped. I try to support the Christmas Parade in downtown Dallas because the charity is one of the best. It made me think of the former J.L.Hudson parade down Woodward Avenue in Detroit. As a kid, I grew up watcing the Cotton Bowl Parade and the Hudson Parade on television every year. I have seen both in the cold. Now, it's just a matter of choice. Do I want to get out in the crowd or just flip on the tuner and listen to music? The choice gets easier every year! But the spirit of the holidays will always go with me beyond the grief and the sorrow. Music has been my crutch to lean on and get me through the holidays year after year now.
In fact, it struck me so much, that I turned to my favorite classical radio station WXXI-FM in Rochester, New York to check on their live stream schedule. It seems that even the radio schedules manage somehow to wiggle in a song or two hear and there and broadcast schedules are like clockwork. No one messes with them! Ever! Why WXXI you ask? Well, maybe you don't ask but the real reason why I listen to them is because of their International Market being so close to Toronto and Ottawa and the Great Lakes with a larger audience per square mile of listeners and a great Choral college just down the block.
Yes, here's another one of my inter secrets. I love choral music. In fact, my organ teacher in college was a noted choral composer who got me interested in cantors at a Jewish Synagogue where she was organist. She taught 5 days a week, played the Saturday Services at the Temple and Sunday Services at a large Baptist Church. The woman was cast iron diverse! But, what I learned from her still controls how I play today. When I do. If any, anymore.
English choral composers like John Rudder or Stephen Cleobury, Director of Music, King's College, Cambridge, England, have made their mark on both new and traditional choral works, but it is at Christmas time that even my heart seems to respond well to the beauty of sound as it echos in the high vaults of English Cathedrals. And, besides where else can you bring together choral works and great organ installations into such splendid mixtures?With the audio technology today, you don't even have to be in the cathedral to sense the sound within those walls. Since I don't fly anymore, because of my bionic implant, listening to an HD-CD is probably more comfortable than the riggers of travel anyway.
Last year, with the bad weather here in Dallas, the Christmas Parade was skipped. I try to support the Christmas Parade in downtown Dallas because the charity is one of the best. It made me think of the former J.L.Hudson parade down Woodward Avenue in Detroit. As a kid, I grew up watcing the Cotton Bowl Parade and the Hudson Parade on television every year. I have seen both in the cold. Now, it's just a matter of choice. Do I want to get out in the crowd or just flip on the tuner and listen to music? The choice gets easier every year! But the spirit of the holidays will always go with me beyond the grief and the sorrow. Music has been my crutch to lean on and get me through the holidays year after year now.
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