Day: March 27, 2011

#19 — Plainsong

My first, indirect exposure to Catholicism was in a friend’s living room in Knoxville, Tennessee sometime in the early 1990s. Several of us were staying over with this friends family, and as we sat talking that evening, she put on Enigma’s debut album, MCMXC a.D. It was the first time I’d really heard plainsong, though it was layered under so much sampling and shallow lyrics that I really didn’t know the power of what I was hearing. But I was curious: I wanted to hear pure chant, without all the drum machines and pan flute melodies.

It seemed such a simple idea: a single melody, often limited to a handful of individual tones, sung by dozens of voices. No harmonies; no differentiation whatsoever. Polyphonic choral music– the famous SATB — seemed overly complicated in comparison.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d5p_U8J0iRQ&feature=related

The Artist, Redux

The Girl likes to refer to herself as an artist. Just a few days ago, she was proclaiming that she’s an artist but that it’s a secret.

This morning, as I was planning some lessons, she came into the study from downstairs, picture in hand.

“Here Tata. I’m an artist.”

I glanced at the picture, saying the obligatory, “I know honey,” then stopped what I was doing to take a closer look.

“Did you help her with this?” I called out to K downstairs.

“No,” came the reply.

“Not even a little bit?”

I think I can be forgiven my initial skepticism.

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