nascent requiem
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yamamanama18 days until the vernal equinox
Shavaughan, who spells her name in a most peculiar way and has a choker with a pearl on it, told a story to Shannon and described South Station as the motherlode of confusion. Not her exact words. Obviously, they’re not from not from Boston, because everyone here knows that Haymarket is the most confusing. She talked about dance classes and her inability to math.
I told a woman she had quite the hat. Reminds me of Genghis Khan.
Avery dabbles in drawing. I don't know if I've met her before. I didn't see any tattoos but then again, it was a cold day and she was wearing a coat.
Looks like Pita is getting a makeover as a taqueria with falafel. At least, that Pita is. There are other Pita locations, so I’m guess that if it must be so, so be it. While autocorrect recognizes taqueria, it does not tell me what I am doing wrong, only that I misspelled it. That’s what I would be saying if the place was open.
And there’s a sushi place that has been replaced with Sàigòn Fusion, which, again, actually sounds really good. Sàigòn is a bit like İstanbul, which was Constantinople, and now its İstanbul, not Constantinople. Unlike Sàigòn, I don’t really think Hồ Chí Minh himself would approve of the name change but he was 6 years dead. Also, I have no idea why the Greeks want to change the name of Istanbul back to Constantinople. Constantine was a Roman born in what is now Serbia. The Greek name for the city was Byzantion. And they stole it from the Thracians.
I saw Bruno on the way to Boston Shawarma.
Limina, plural of limen, which is a word meaning a threshold of perception or response, is a commissioned work by Helen Grime. It’s spacey, woodwind, brass, and percussion-heavy (bowed suspended cymbal, vibraphone, marimba, bass drum, glockenspiel, tubular bells, tam-tam), and evokes The Shining, as well as a bit of John Adams in the violins. Grime also wrote Chasing Buterflies for 100 violas.
William Walton wrote a concerto for cello with no cadenzas. Moderato, scherzo, and a Tema ed improvvisationi with a quiet introspective theme and three improvisational variants on said theme and an extended coda.
Duruflé’s Requiem was played with full orchestra (as I once stated, the other versions are organ and cello and reduced orchestra, which refers to organ and string instruments or possibly organ, string orchestra, harp, trumpet, and timpani. The cello in the organ and cello version is also optional), SATB chorus, and children’s choir, but no solos, but those are very brief and only in three movements. The last time this was performed, in 1983, they did it was a SATB chorus and soloists. There might be a flowchart out there that allows you to find the version you want.
Duruflé himself made the soloists optional and, really, I can understand the lack of them.
When Duruflé was young, he became fascinated with religious music. The Requiem started out as an organ suite based on chant melodies.
Melodically and rhythmically, or may I say arythmically, it’s medieval, while harmonically, it is very French and very 20th century. The introit is very fluid, the kyrie is layered, the Domine Iesu Christe is long and dramatic. the Sanctus is simple and glimmering, the Pie Iesu is naught but women’s chorus, organ, and low strings, the Agnus Dei is solemn, the Lux Aeterna is peaceful, the Libera Me brings back the intensity, in Paradisum is gentle and angelic and yet ends almost abruptly.
As Indiana Jones could tell you, Jesus in Latin begins with an I. Well, actually he said that about Jehova, but his point still stands.
To really experience the more forceful moments, you really should hear this live.
The woman in the hat with a pompom on it and glasses had a bag with owls on it so I had to show her the owl-in-a-box and the various baby owls. I don't think I've ever seen a baby barred owl. The woman in a blue jacket's birthday was recently, and she says she has seen snowy owls recently.
I met a different Shannon on the way back and she finds it amazing that she’s not the first Shannon I met. She dresses in black and white. She isn’t an artist but said “obviously you are” to me. She says she’s never met a Sionainn either. Coincidentally, her go to name for "Irish names that preserve the Irish spelling" was Siobhán.
burning question: is it too much to ask to have a candidate who doesn’t praise dictators? Between Trump meeting with Modi and Gabbard also being friends with Modi and Assad, and Sanders praising Castro.
Shavaughan, who spells her name in a most peculiar way and has a choker with a pearl on it, told a story to Shannon and described South Station as the motherlode of confusion. Not her exact words. Obviously, they’re not from not from Boston, because everyone here knows that Haymarket is the most confusing. She talked about dance classes and her inability to math.
I told a woman she had quite the hat. Reminds me of Genghis Khan.
Avery dabbles in drawing. I don't know if I've met her before. I didn't see any tattoos but then again, it was a cold day and she was wearing a coat.
Looks like Pita is getting a makeover as a taqueria with falafel. At least, that Pita is. There are other Pita locations, so I’m guess that if it must be so, so be it. While autocorrect recognizes taqueria, it does not tell me what I am doing wrong, only that I misspelled it. That’s what I would be saying if the place was open.
And there’s a sushi place that has been replaced with Sàigòn Fusion, which, again, actually sounds really good. Sàigòn is a bit like İstanbul, which was Constantinople, and now its İstanbul, not Constantinople. Unlike Sàigòn, I don’t really think Hồ Chí Minh himself would approve of the name change but he was 6 years dead. Also, I have no idea why the Greeks want to change the name of Istanbul back to Constantinople. Constantine was a Roman born in what is now Serbia. The Greek name for the city was Byzantion. And they stole it from the Thracians.
I saw Bruno on the way to Boston Shawarma.
Limina, plural of limen, which is a word meaning a threshold of perception or response, is a commissioned work by Helen Grime. It’s spacey, woodwind, brass, and percussion-heavy (bowed suspended cymbal, vibraphone, marimba, bass drum, glockenspiel, tubular bells, tam-tam), and evokes The Shining, as well as a bit of John Adams in the violins. Grime also wrote Chasing Buterflies for 100 violas.
William Walton wrote a concerto for cello with no cadenzas. Moderato, scherzo, and a Tema ed improvvisationi with a quiet introspective theme and three improvisational variants on said theme and an extended coda.
Duruflé’s Requiem was played with full orchestra (as I once stated, the other versions are organ and cello and reduced orchestra, which refers to organ and string instruments or possibly organ, string orchestra, harp, trumpet, and timpani. The cello in the organ and cello version is also optional), SATB chorus, and children’s choir, but no solos, but those are very brief and only in three movements. The last time this was performed, in 1983, they did it was a SATB chorus and soloists. There might be a flowchart out there that allows you to find the version you want.
Duruflé himself made the soloists optional and, really, I can understand the lack of them.
When Duruflé was young, he became fascinated with religious music. The Requiem started out as an organ suite based on chant melodies.
Melodically and rhythmically, or may I say arythmically, it’s medieval, while harmonically, it is very French and very 20th century. The introit is very fluid, the kyrie is layered, the Domine Iesu Christe is long and dramatic. the Sanctus is simple and glimmering, the Pie Iesu is naught but women’s chorus, organ, and low strings, the Agnus Dei is solemn, the Lux Aeterna is peaceful, the Libera Me brings back the intensity, in Paradisum is gentle and angelic and yet ends almost abruptly.
As Indiana Jones could tell you, Jesus in Latin begins with an I. Well, actually he said that about Jehova, but his point still stands.
To really experience the more forceful moments, you really should hear this live.
The woman in the hat with a pompom on it and glasses had a bag with owls on it so I had to show her the owl-in-a-box and the various baby owls. I don't think I've ever seen a baby barred owl. The woman in a blue jacket's birthday was recently, and she says she has seen snowy owls recently.
I met a different Shannon on the way back and she finds it amazing that she’s not the first Shannon I met. She dresses in black and white. She isn’t an artist but said “obviously you are” to me. She says she’s never met a Sionainn either. Coincidentally, her go to name for "Irish names that preserve the Irish spelling" was Siobhán.
burning question: is it too much to ask to have a candidate who doesn’t praise dictators? Between Trump meeting with Modi and Gabbard also being friends with Modi and Assad, and Sanders praising Castro.
