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It's Eschatology! The Musical
May. 3rd, 2025 06:54 pmI took the commuter rail in and the bus out and I swear that the commuter rail goes from Braintree to South Station in the time it takes the bus to go from JFK to the highway.
It was 84 today so I didn’t mind waiting outside and reading.
I met some dogs on the train, a little white fluffball and a little black chihuahua mix with white paws and a big white fluffball.
The Boston Lyric Opera had their first community concert with Britten's Noah's Flood, or Noye's Fludde in its original Middle English. I'm not sure if the libretto was in Middle English or Early Modern English. What I do know is that Middle English is difficult but readable to a speaker of Modern English and Old English is completely incomprehensible.
We started out with David Angus leading the congregation aka the audience in some hymns. Mystery plays were put on by the craft guilds in 15th century England and eventually the Reformation put a stop to that.
The Voice of God heralds the arrival of a great flood and Noah builds a shippe (this is how they did things before spelling was standardized. Also, speaking of Noah, Noah Webster didn’t think spelling reforms went far enough), his sons (Šēm, who lends his name to the Semitic languages: Arabic, Amharic, Akkadian, Aramaic, Ammonite, Amorite, Argobba, and all the rest; Ham, who lends his name to the disused term Hamitic languages, which would be the Cushitic, Berber, and Egyptian languages. Also probably the Chadic and Omotic languages. And then there’s Yā́p̄eṯ. Nobody really cares about him. It might have something to do with Iapetus and therefore he lends his name to a moon of Saturn but probably not) and their wives assist him in the building of the ship while Mrs. Noah, who was never actually named by the bible, just kind of gossips. They reel her in with blue gauze and gossips are swept out to sea.
As the procession of animals, played by children wearing colored-in drawings of animals on their heads, arrives, singing kyrie eleison, the children of Noah announce their arrival.
The aisles had blue streamers.
The congregation joins on a naval hymn from 1860. If Philip Glass wrote this, the libretto would be in Aramaic or accurate-to-the-time proto-Afro-Asiatic and it would also be five hours long.
After forty days of rain, it stops and the waters start to recede and Noah sends off a raven and a dove, and they run around the aisles flapping their arms. The dove returns with an olive branch. God sets a rainbow in the sky, represented by colorful lights and hand bells, as a covenant that he will never again destroy the world with a flood. Nothing about the sun though.
And, no. The rainbow as a symbol of Pride came about in 1978, two years after Britten died.
The animals all walk, crawl, fly, or whatever mode of locomotion they do, singing hallelujah. The congregation joins in one last hymn, and Noah receives one last blessing.
There’s a string orchestra, bell ringers, organ, recorders, trumpets, and various percussion. I was on the ground level so I couldn’t tell.
burning question: Does the market even remotely represent the real world in any industry right now?
It was 84 today so I didn’t mind waiting outside and reading.
I met some dogs on the train, a little white fluffball and a little black chihuahua mix with white paws and a big white fluffball.
The Boston Lyric Opera had their first community concert with Britten's Noah's Flood, or Noye's Fludde in its original Middle English. I'm not sure if the libretto was in Middle English or Early Modern English. What I do know is that Middle English is difficult but readable to a speaker of Modern English and Old English is completely incomprehensible.
We started out with David Angus leading the congregation aka the audience in some hymns. Mystery plays were put on by the craft guilds in 15th century England and eventually the Reformation put a stop to that.
The Voice of God heralds the arrival of a great flood and Noah builds a shippe (this is how they did things before spelling was standardized. Also, speaking of Noah, Noah Webster didn’t think spelling reforms went far enough), his sons (Šēm, who lends his name to the Semitic languages: Arabic, Amharic, Akkadian, Aramaic, Ammonite, Amorite, Argobba, and all the rest; Ham, who lends his name to the disused term Hamitic languages, which would be the Cushitic, Berber, and Egyptian languages. Also probably the Chadic and Omotic languages. And then there’s Yā́p̄eṯ. Nobody really cares about him. It might have something to do with Iapetus and therefore he lends his name to a moon of Saturn but probably not) and their wives assist him in the building of the ship while Mrs. Noah, who was never actually named by the bible, just kind of gossips. They reel her in with blue gauze and gossips are swept out to sea.
As the procession of animals, played by children wearing colored-in drawings of animals on their heads, arrives, singing kyrie eleison, the children of Noah announce their arrival.
The aisles had blue streamers.
The congregation joins on a naval hymn from 1860. If Philip Glass wrote this, the libretto would be in Aramaic or accurate-to-the-time proto-Afro-Asiatic and it would also be five hours long.
After forty days of rain, it stops and the waters start to recede and Noah sends off a raven and a dove, and they run around the aisles flapping their arms. The dove returns with an olive branch. God sets a rainbow in the sky, represented by colorful lights and hand bells, as a covenant that he will never again destroy the world with a flood. Nothing about the sun though.
And, no. The rainbow as a symbol of Pride came about in 1978, two years after Britten died.
The animals all walk, crawl, fly, or whatever mode of locomotion they do, singing hallelujah. The congregation joins in one last hymn, and Noah receives one last blessing.
There’s a string orchestra, bell ringers, organ, recorders, trumpets, and various percussion. I was on the ground level so I couldn’t tell.
burning question: Does the market even remotely represent the real world in any industry right now?
