tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18069088301468960802024-02-20T00:51:03.472+00:00The Artsy HonkerKathryn Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05829669522063886278noreply@blogger.comBlogger186125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1806908830146896080.post-80423326369334936312012-06-09T18:00:00.001+01:002012-06-09T18:00:36.572+01:00Moving alongI've moved to <a href="http://www.artsyhonker.net/">http://www.artsyhonker.net</a>.<br />
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<br />Kathryn Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05829669522063886278noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1806908830146896080.post-39251491409235884802012-04-16T18:09:00.006+01:002012-04-16T18:22:54.573+01:00How to introduce new music in churchesI wrote this as a comment elsewhere, and thought it perhaps worth reproducing:<br /><br />You can get congregations to sing new music, but it takes a bit of work and cooperation from your organist/music director/whoever.<div class="comment-body"> <p>1) If you have one, see if you can get the choir (or music group or what have you) to sing the new tune (possibly to old words!) as a Communion hymn or an anthem a few times.</p><p>2) In the weeks running up to the use of the new tune, ask the organist/musicians to play it as part of the processional or recessional voluntary (whichever people are more likely to listen to), or even a short verse after the reading of the Gospel if appropriate.</p> <p>If people have heard it a few times, they’ll find it much easier to sing.</p> <p>3) Having sung the new tune, don’t abandon it; use it again in a few weeks time, if possible. (Again, you might want the choir to do this with different words.)</p> <p>If copyright allows, I also find it helps to include music notation for the melody in whatever the congregation are reading from. At our church we have a fair number who read music “a bit” but don’t sing in the choir, and between them and the ones who pick up tunes quickly by ear, it isn’t so terrible. </p> <p>4) Try to get people to sit close together. If you are Anglican this is probably the hardest step, but it really does help.</p> </div>I might add a few more points:<br /><br />5) Try to make sure the first and last hymn or song of a service are tunes that people do know. I was taught that the first and last notes a musician plays will be what most people remember; this is also true of liturgy, and familiar, well-loved hymns at the beginning and end of a service will be less disorienting.<br /><br />6) If the music is something people are going to be singing a lot (say, a hymn for Lent with different verses for each Sunday, or a congregational Mass setting), or if it's a bit difficult (syncopation, changes between triplets and duple quavers, awkward leaps in the melody, changes in harmonic rhythm and so on), it's worth offering a brief rehearsal at some point so people can go over the tricky bits. Try to make this short (ten minutes is plenty) and don't expect to get things perfect. Make sure it's at a time people can attend -- after a service is usually best.<br /><br />7) Try not to introduce new music alongside changes to the general format of services, and don't introduce too many new things in quick succession, especially if it's a long time since the congregation has had to sing anything new at all.Kathryn Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05829669522063886278noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1806908830146896080.post-33498123070760326142012-03-27T21:59:00.008+01:002012-03-27T23:12:57.859+01:00To everything there is a season.In May 2000 I moved to London. To Hendon, precisely. My plan was to teach music and convert to Judaism and, eventually, marry the boy I was chasing. I was nineteen.<br /><br />I don't remember how long after moving there I got my first piano student in the area, but it wasn't a desperately long time. She was a lovely older lady who'd been on a "singing for the brain" course and wanted to study the piano in order to keep her mind nimble.<br /><br />From then on, I always had students in Hendon and Finchley. Most were children, but there were various grown-ups too. It got to the point where I couldn't fit them all in on weekday evenings and started teaching some on Sunday mornings. When I went to Trinity this turned out to be a good thing: I kept going back on Sundays to teach, spending the weekdays doing (okay, avoiding) my academic work and Saturday as a day off. At one point I was teaching for nine hours on a Sunday, which was helpful, if tiring. Most of the teaching was in the morning -- I started at 8am -- or in the evening, after football and other activities had ended, and this left me with long afternoons. I often spent the time outside, reading or walking around, though if the weather was miserable I might head to Brent Cross instead or just take refuge in a coffee shop for a while. There was a period of time when I had friends living nearby so I would go to visit them, sometimes just falling asleep on the sofa for a while, and on one memorable occasion sticking my very broken glasses together with bits of wire and tape.<br /><br />In my later years at Trinity I started becoming interested in Christianity again, which is perhaps a topic for another post. But it was in Hendon on those long Sunday afternoons that I had time to read and think about this, and it was at St Mary's Hendon that I found I could go to Evensong most weeks.<br /><br />When I finished my degree I had to decide whether to move back to Hendon, stay in Bethnal Green or go elsewhere entirely. Marrying the boy I'd been chasing was no longer on the cards, and by then it was clear that Orthodox Judaism was not the right path for me. I chose Leytonstone for a variety of reasons.<br /><br />I also decided that I couldn't be having with working on Sunday mornings any more (well, <span style="font-weight: bold;">that</span> didn't last long!). So my students, many of whom by now were the "we'd really rather have lessons on Sundays" crowd, were asked to switch to weekdays... and since then I've been going to Hendon and Finchley on Mondays and Tuesdays. Most of my students there are Jewish and in a strange way, teaching them has allowed me to keep Jewish practice, and interfaith issues, in my mind even while I'm now so involved in Christian worship, though besides knowing when the holidays are, ensuring exams aren't on Saturdays and teaching the odd bit of folk repertoire it hasn't been a major part of teaching, of course.<br /><br />I knew this wouldn't be a sustainable strategy in the longer-term so I decided to take on no new families, letting the hours in North London taper off. The plan was that I'd gradually gain students in Leytonstone and the transition would be fairly smooth.<br /><br />That didn't quite work out. At the beginning of this year, I was commuting nine hours per week to do three hours of teaching. I wasn't gathering much of a class of students more locally, mostly because Mondays and Tuesdays were completely unavailable. I tried cycling, but found it just as exhausting as the Tube and with no great saving in time. I tried finding other things to do locally, spending Monday afternoon in the library in Finchley. Eventually I had to admit that I was tired enough that I wasn't teaching as well as I know I can. So, this January, I gave my students one term's notice.<br /><br />Today I taught my last lesson in Hendon, and walked back through Sunny Hill Park. It's been sad, these last few weeks, saying goodbye. One of the reasons I hung on so long was that I do genuinely like teaching, and I am very fond of all of my students. A half hour a week over a few years is a long time to spend with anyone in one-on-one situations and these families have been a significant part of my life. The students themselves have been a joy and a privilege to teach, through the difficult bits and the happiness (or just relief) at exam results and school performances. I was teaching only five at the end, but over the years there have been nearly forty students, and I have learned from each and every one of them, and I will miss them. If you're a former student, or a parent of one, and you're reading this: THANK YOU.<br /><br />I suppose North London will still be there, but it feels strange that I no longer have any reason to go.Kathryn Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05829669522063886278noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1806908830146896080.post-1477588160068567452012-03-25T19:25:00.000+01:002012-03-25T19:26:28.319+01:00Flash Compline, Monday 26th March<p>There will be a Flash Compline service at 8.30pm on Monday, 26th March, in the gardens of <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/St_Botolph-without-Bishopsgate">St Botolph-without-Bishopsgate</a>, near Liverpool Street tube and mainline stations - <a href="http://maps.google.co.uk/maps/ms?msid=212491535183907830173.0004b711dbd26fc684d59&msa=0&ll=51.516701,-0.081367&spn=0.003482,0.009259">here's a map</a></p><strong>Music</strong>: We will use <a href="http://www.plainsong.org.uk/compline.php">this setting of Compline</a>.<br /><br />We will have a small number of spare copies, which you can purchase for £2 if you want to keep them, or borrow if you don't. Don't worry if you aren't a confident singer -- follow along with the text and see what you can pick up. <b>Everyone is welcome</b>. If we don't have enough confident singers we can always say the liturgy instead.<br /><br />This setting uses the words from Common Worship Traditional Language Compline. Various smartphone apps for this exist and it is also available from the <a href="http://daily.commonworship.com/daily.cgi?today_np=1&book=bcp">C of E website</a> on the day, if you're worried we won't have enough music or you'd rather just use the words.<br /><br />You may wish to bring a torch or book light.<br /><br />PLEASE ARRIVE QUIETLY AND <span style="font-weight: bold;">DEPART IN SILENCE</span>.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><a href="http://www.twitter.com/FlashCompline">@FlashCompline</a> on Twitter<br /><a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Flash-Compline/328594983834755">Flash Compline</a> on Facebook</span>Kathryn Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05829669522063886278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1806908830146896080.post-49847092951482311732012-03-20T12:06:00.005+00:002012-03-20T13:06:36.283+00:00Give us back our NHS<iframe src="http://w.soundcloud.com/player/?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F40360494&show_artwork=true" frameborder="no" height="166" scrolling="no" width="100%"></iframe><br /><br />Scum who don't know how to feel<br />They're so rich they have to steal<br />Eyes all glazed from looking west<br />Give us back our NHS!<br /><br />We won't take rule for the rich<br />While the poorest feel the pinch.<br />There's no mandate for this mess<br />Give us back our NHS!<br /><br />Words by @Eithin and @LosTheSkald, music by me. Please sing it, teach it to people, make videos, write more verses, whatever. It's under a CC BY-SA license: this means you can make derivative works as long as you give us attribution. There's a <a href="http://www.etla.org/krose/NHS/Give%20Us%20Back%20Our%20NHS%20flyer.pdf">pdf of a leadsheet here</a> if you want to print it; I've done it in landscape format for ease of fitting two onto one A4 sheet if you have access to a photocopier or whatever.<br /><br />Maybe it isn't nice, maybe it's just a bit beyond being "polite".<br /><br />They didn't listen to nice.<br /><br /><a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/a/a1/38_Degrees_NHS_reforms_billboard.jpg/634px-38_Degrees_NHS_reforms_billboard.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 634px; height: 480px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/a/a1/38_Degrees_NHS_reforms_billboard.jpg/634px-38_Degrees_NHS_reforms_billboard.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;">Image from <a href="http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:38_Degrees_NHS_reforms_billboard.jpg">http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:38_Degrees_NHS_reforms_billboard.jpg</a></span>Kathryn Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05829669522063886278noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1806908830146896080.post-37688096438546212642012-03-18T16:48:00.007+00:002012-03-18T17:22:55.931+00:00Laetare: #plent growth so farSo, I've been sowing some seeds each day in Lent. Some of them have failed; some I've planted on outside, where I try to protect them from the voracious ravages of "Brother" Snail. Some are still indoors in their pots.<br /><br />I can't find an easy way to put all the pictures in the <a href="http://plent.tumblr.com">blog I've been keeping at tumblr</a>, so I've uploaded them here instead.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuAAZUVhcG7CWvp6Eb-E7ar2IMxKxQX5gi1WDJqHBOUhiCbq3q-JdJxnVeBiNaf_SSTd-sSiVTMnOPkKT0Zi682ceJX-xcynJVbvn7JqNKEfJMZzAjxzrL8uF3_olNoWF8GcqKXcBFS10/s1600/2012-03-18+15.33.24.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuAAZUVhcG7CWvp6Eb-E7ar2IMxKxQX5gi1WDJqHBOUhiCbq3q-JdJxnVeBiNaf_SSTd-sSiVTMnOPkKT0Zi682ceJX-xcynJVbvn7JqNKEfJMZzAjxzrL8uF3_olNoWF8GcqKXcBFS10/s320/2012-03-18+15.33.24.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5721286525448996322" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3hyphenhyphen-3Gj5VtmpxZyerm82pUphyphenhyphenlA5Vhv3dX_8peEDAcyqB69CptWJuwPKP82loYLIOt8siU1W6lij0wvqOkmOGsHBU4LptVLFbHo8qkaDh-LJ_y2Ur16yRzhdjBEpXkEMl9Wm91pIGg4U/s1600/2012-03-18+15.32.32.jpg"><img style="float: left; 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margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhkvL1UaoL4EbJCnISxm_05-6JMKqWBmCKvzUfaLuGcswKxfDfEWQQ0s2bqplpURqUvC_Z-970vZK5aQZHEbztlHjWKFVcZ46wf4c6bStA_q7Q38ddGSdHQVp-olNLuglaDuMUDiZPxQk/s320/2012-03-18+15.17.58.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5721282219672885074" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4vepV1875lOj7MktQoHOfr5rDU5wNWByphD0ZOG3JhUfIOrtrOXKaou47Kcusx44VWNZaZ1Owc-G2sf2BHdebjT7omKkCgKyqq70kyxKM1y_IudzUbR8RG6h7fBguKHPYk-aoG3wjZzI/s1600/2012-03-18+15.17.47.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4vepV1875lOj7MktQoHOfr5rDU5wNWByphD0ZOG3JhUfIOrtrOXKaou47Kcusx44VWNZaZ1Owc-G2sf2BHdebjT7omKkCgKyqq70kyxKM1y_IudzUbR8RG6h7fBguKHPYk-aoG3wjZzI/s320/2012-03-18+15.17.47.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5721282215875547954" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzCqhBZq8YvLGdmZ9PdZtEIBFLqheZOMmfPCzVhi_YlAriq2KxSIoRCnaSu9zLK4RmZagJ4RGU0m9EaKTNgXlFddf5lMonZiJ2ITfQPaOcHhzwbvX0lH5ZVXblDHYL5q3ibA2ugBxPc30/s1600/2012-03-18+15.17.18.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzCqhBZq8YvLGdmZ9PdZtEIBFLqheZOMmfPCzVhi_YlAriq2KxSIoRCnaSu9zLK4RmZagJ4RGU0m9EaKTNgXlFddf5lMonZiJ2ITfQPaOcHhzwbvX0lH5ZVXblDHYL5q3ibA2ugBxPc30/s320/2012-03-18+15.17.18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5721282211127619170" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOiCyZLcu6tFDBTt87lAAV3o_5CKcjHDutYmtaQafkh9rWeFPKJVyhfhZDHNh7dmBTBF6kibmO4HYSEU6_-yG1k3Z8xc85IvRkZlsdHHNiQhRsivQuaicbf9sq61xgoZ49G2SsJxUuH5s/s1600/2012-03-18+15.16.50.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOiCyZLcu6tFDBTt87lAAV3o_5CKcjHDutYmtaQafkh9rWeFPKJVyhfhZDHNh7dmBTBF6kibmO4HYSEU6_-yG1k3Z8xc85IvRkZlsdHHNiQhRsivQuaicbf9sq61xgoZ49G2SsJxUuH5s/s320/2012-03-18+15.16.50.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5721280560533079890" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />And one final photo, not from the #plent project, but pleasing all the same; the bud on a fig tree:<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKX6u3337sTGeX9WX6s_8h-TWujloOcN5QWTPoeHaQGf-TehHBOjnVwclMwQsMfSARdkdeQhDSmphtjn7SznqBdIvMjHhjhPK_aCChn1ag_Nq9yVa0pzckhA176HWQVedfuDo54pBSPVI/s1600/2012-03-18+15.33.56.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKX6u3337sTGeX9WX6s_8h-TWujloOcN5QWTPoeHaQGf-TehHBOjnVwclMwQsMfSARdkdeQhDSmphtjn7SznqBdIvMjHhjhPK_aCChn1ag_Nq9yVa0pzckhA176HWQVedfuDo54pBSPVI/s320/2012-03-18+15.33.56.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5721286532182514946" border="0" /></a>Kathryn Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05829669522063886278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1806908830146896080.post-12523579980123593502012-02-15T23:05:00.004+00:002012-02-15T23:38:27.178+00:00What I am planning for Lent...No, not the music -- more on that anon. I'm planning something else.<br /><br />I'm planning on sowing, each day of Lent, some seeds for edible plants. I'll be posting pictures to <a href="http://plent.tumblr.com">Tumblr</a> and those will turn up on Twitter; once a week I'll try and do a summary post of some sort, which I'll link to from here and FaceBorg and various other places for those of you who aren't into Twitter.<br /><br />Do feel free to join me, and whether you do or not may you have a blessed Lent.Kathryn Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05829669522063886278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1806908830146896080.post-65465424978156600082012-02-02T15:30:00.007+00:002012-04-12T09:03:32.750+01:00It's Up To Us to Change the NarrativeI was thinking the other morning about community size, economies of scale, and our perception of other people as human beings worthy of care and respect. In larger communities, where everyone doesn't know everyone else, the media have quite a lot of power over how we see one another. And now Cameron's government have passed the <a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-politics-16825646">Welfare Reform Bill</a>.<br /><br />I don't know whether the Daily Fail, the Sun and so on have always vilified the poorest and weakest in society, those reliant on others for help for whatever reason. I struggle to take such articles seriously, as I don't quite understand how intelligent people can believe them. But I know that the advertisements about benefit fraud, which I started to notice under a Labour government, seemed to be a sign of something very wrong with the way we perceive one another and the way we speak and write of one another. I'd like to remedy that.<br /><br />In my head, I'd like there to be some requirement for legislators to work with those who their laws will affect the most. I'd like those legislating about welfare reform to work with people who don't have much money and with the disabled for a year before being allowed to make changes which will affect them. I'd like those who would further privatise the NHS (yes, further privatise -- this has been going on for a long time, too) to think about what it might be like to need medical care and simply not be able to afford it, as well as looking at the cost-effectiveness of various systems.<br /><br />But I think the propaganda may be so strong and so widespread that it can override even personal contact. Victim-blaming happens at all levels, and contact doesn't always help.<br /><br />As an example of that, for every GP I've had who has been helpful and supportive regarding my own health conditions, I've had another who doesn't think there is anything physically wrong with me. This has led to delays in diagnosis which were mentally very distressing, not to mention physically risky. I remember being told my chronic pain was due to depression, and in the next appointment two weeks later being told I wasn't "really depressed". It turned out to be more complicated than that, of course.<br /><br />Now, GPs aren't stupid. They've been through medical school, and you do need quite a few brain cells to rub together to get through successfully! And they work with people. Yet they still do victim-blaming, even with an articulate patient with good levels of self-awareness. So I have to conclude that the problem we face isn't one of intelligence or of contact.<br /><br />I'm inclined to think that instead, the problem is one of narrative. A dominant narrative in the society in which I live is "You Make Your Own Life". It's an attractive narrative, because it seduces us into thinking that we can keep ourselves safe, that no matter how bad things get we'll be OK because our efforts will be effective. And it's a comfortable narrative for as long as health and wealth hold out, because it absolves us of the responsibility for the plight of anyone around us, even if we're directly abusive toward them. After all, They Make Their Own Lives, too. And it's slippery, this narrative, because we do seem to consciously choose our actions, we do think about consequences, some of our efforts <b>do</b> pay off. So obviously we must be in control of our circumstances!<br /><br />But it's wrong. You don't Make Your Own Life. I don't Make My Own Life. Not entirely, and the wealth of self-help literature out there might be just a small hint that none of us do.<br /><br />Now, I don't believe in full environmental determinism, and I do believe in free will. We always have a choice in how to respond to our situation. But we make this choice out of limited options of varying acceptability, and with limited foresight. Every choice includes risk. We don't get to decide on our circumstances, our limitations, any more than we get to decide on our biological parents. And there is no isolation: all of our choices affect everyone else, and all of everyone else's choices affect us, to some degree. We exist in a networked community with 7 billion interdependent active members, as well as countless previous members whose legacy still forms our environment. We don't make our own circumstances, and our circumstances affect our choices. We make our own choices, but we don't make our own life.<br /><br />Yet this is the dominant narrative! The poor are poor, we're told, because they don't <span style="font-style: italic;">sufficiently desire wealt</span>h to take the necessary action to acquire it -- so we must change the incentives by lowering their benefits to make them hungry for work. (<a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/commentisfree/2012/jan/30/welfare-reforms-use-hunger-spur-work">Literally</a>.) Never mind the economic reasons why this won't actually help (people who don't have enough to eat will spend less, not more, and the economy will suffer further as a result, with fewer jobs and lower productivity...), the poor are poor because they <span style="font-style: italic;">choose</span> to be poor and therefore they <span style="font-style: italic;">deserve</span> to be poor. The disabled are obviously only suffering disability, we're told, because being disabled is a pretty good lifestyle compared to hard graft. So we must change their incentives by taking away what support they have and then they'll learn how to "adapt" to their conditions. As for the sick and the elderly, they wouldn't need so much medical care if they took proper care of themselves, so we'll cut the NHS: that will encourage them to develop healthy habits!<br /><br />Gentle readers, <span style="font-weight: bold;">this is all preposterous</span>. People don't choose to be poor*: if you don't have enough money to live on, getting enough of it is not trivial. People don't choose to be disabled: in case you hadn't noticed, blindness, deafness, wheelchair use, and long-term illnesses are things that happen to people, not lifestyle choices. People don't choose to get sick: if they did, would anyone ever suffer from a common cold? People don't choose to get old, despite what the beauty creams would have you believe, and nobody has the intention of aging badly.<br /><br />But these atrocities are what the "You Make Your Own Life" narrative leads to. This narrative has made our society sick, so sick that we're now actually doing the things in the last-but-one paragraph. Yes, I said "we"; whether or not they do so with our full support, the government act on our behalf.<br /><br />I think we face two challenges here. One is to ensure that the vulnerable among us still receive care; this is going to be a massive effort, and I'm sure one at which we will fail in some cases, but we do have to try.<br /><br />The second challenge is to find a better narrative and, somehow, make it supplant the one I've been talking about. We need a narrative that is more attractive than the idea that each of us can save ourselves, more comfortable than the idea that other people's problems are nothing to do with us.<br /><br />I haven't found such a narrative outside of religion; the closest I come is the idea that we are all children of God and therefore worthy of respect and care and love regardless of our circumstances. But the "You Make Your Own Life" narrative is so pernicious that sometimes it actually invades religion, turning into "If you are ill/poor/old/disabled/unhappy it's because you didn't pray enough/love God enough/do what we say God wants." Grace becomes the means by which we are wealthy and healthy and favoured in this world, rather than the mystery which prompts us to help others. Ugh! This caricature is not what we need. On a deeper level I think religion does have a lot to offer, but simply making a more religious society won't solve the problem unless we can also purge religion of make-your-own-life-itis.<br /><br />I believe that human beings have automatic worth, not based in ability or achievement or economic activity but personhood. I believe that human beings are interconnected and interdependent, each contributing to but not controlling our own wellbeing and that of everyone else on the planet. I believe that if anyone suffers at the hands of another, we are all much worse off, and when we work to help one another we all gain.<br /><br />I believe it is urgently important that we make sure everyone knows this, especially those in power and those who will be in power in five or ten or fifty years. And because of the stickiness of the existing dominant narrative, it's going to be an uphill battle to do it.<br /><br />Now what?<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">*Edit 12/04/2012: It has been pointed out to me that some people, usually those who are members of a religious order, do choose to be poor, at least in terms of material possessions. If any of them would like to comment on what their overarching narrative is, and how we might replicate such a narrative in wider society, I would be grateful. I think many people today crave such simplicity, but mostly those who are well-off enough to choose what they would give up.</span>Kathryn Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05829669522063886278noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1806908830146896080.post-85955050098176306142012-01-21T22:57:00.003+00:002012-01-21T23:15:34.431+00:00Flash Compline, Monday 23rd January<p>There will be a Flash Compline service at 9.00pm on Monday, 23rd January, in the gardens of <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/St_Botolph-without-Bishopsgate">St Botolph-without-Bishopsgate</a>, near Liverpool Street tube and mainline stations - <a href="http://maps.google.co.uk/maps/ms?msid=212491535183907830173.0004b711dbd26fc684d59&msa=0&ll=51.516701,-0.081367&spn=0.003482,0.009259">here's a map</a></p><strong>Music</strong>: We will use <a href="http://www.plainsong.org.uk/compline.php">this setting of Compline</a>.<br /><br />We will have a small number of spare copies, which you can purchase for £2 if you want to keep them, or borrow if you don't. Don't worry if you aren't a confident singer -- follow along with the text and see what you can pick up. <b>Everyone is welcome</b>. If we don't have enough confident singers we can always say the liturgy instead.<br /><br />This setting uses the words from Common Worship Traditional Language Compline. Various smartphone apps for this exist and it is also available from the <a href="http://daily.commonworship.com/daily.cgi?today_np=1&book=bcp">C of E website</a> on the day, if you're worried we won't have enough music or you'd rather just use the words.<br /><br />You may wish to bring a torch or book light.<br /><br />PLEASE ARRIVE QUIETLY AND <span style="font-weight: bold;">DEPART IN SILENCE</span>.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><a href="http://www.twitter.com/FlashCompline">@FlashCompline</a> on Twitter<br /><a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Flash-Compline/328594983834755">Flash Compline</a> on Facebook</span>Kathryn Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05829669522063886278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1806908830146896080.post-52346513795691700472012-01-12T20:30:00.000+00:002012-01-12T20:37:15.435+00:00If you buy my music, I will make more.<a href="http://artsyhonker.bandcamp.com/album/twelve-days"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYZgoXHJIsulDpbx5Te5BptuRUlh95hIzMgnGmamV6fU0xaluzJyPqVixN8Y9zhf1_GuHOLwCy5mQnTlYdfdsUBITx1bJL5S5ntjV1fX7QV_hyphenhyphenO78DazOD-GiCu7WRpN5eJnEoJdbouds/s320/Vitraj_edited_2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696846704493226162" border="0" /></a><br /><br />If you liked the Twelve Days project and you'd like to support me in making more music, <a href="http://artsyhonker.bandcamp.com/album/twelve-days">the album is now available to purchase from Bandcamp</a>. You can pay as little or as much you like, and you can download the music in a variety of formats (including FLAC and .ogg). The recordings themselves are still under a CC BY-SA license, so having downloaded the album you can put it on USB drives and give it to all your friends or even burn it to CD if you want to. You can also make derivative works, whether that's using the music as a soundtrack for video, using it in liturgy in some way or a mash-up with your favourite banjo track. As long as I'm attributed, you're free to do what you like with it.<br /><br />If you buy my music, I will make more.Kathryn Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05829669522063886278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1806908830146896080.post-81941010277411162452012-01-06T18:15:00.005+00:002012-01-06T19:10:45.662+00:00On great works of great faith<i><a href="http://bible.oremus.org/?ql=192873998">He said to them, ‘Because of your little faith. For truly I tell you, if you have faith the size of a mustard seed, you will say to this mountain, “Move from here to there”, and it will move; and nothing will be impossible for you.’</a></i><br /><br />This isn't an easy verse.<br /><br />Why, why is our faith so small? I've never moved a mountain; certainly even things I find rather more realistic are sometimes very difficult. I want to believe that nothing is impossible, but the balance of evidence seems to indicate that much is.<br /><br />This verse seems to be saying "believe harder, have more faith, and things will work. And if they don't work, well, you just aren't believing hard enough!"<br /><br />But I think that's not the point. I think that's something we read into the text.<br /><br />I think faith is a gift, rather than an obligation. Oh, I'd make a rubbish Calvinist, to be sure. I don't get on with the idea of predestination, and the implications I think it has for free will. But the Spirit blows where it will, and some are given great faith and others none at all, and I think it is a mistake to tell ourselves that we can believe harder and somehow force ourselves to have greater faith. Rather, greater faith is something we pray for, and accept if it is granted. I'm reminded of Psalm 80 -- <i>turn us again, O Lord, and we shall be saved</i> -- and of Pharaoh's heart being hardened or softened by God.<br /><br />What is actually required? Are we asked to have faith? Yes, actually. And the great works of great faith are held out, carrot-like. But we aren't told that <span style="font-weight: bold;">we</span> must have faith so great that it can move mountains. We're simply told to have faith in Christ, as a sort of extension of our faith in God. I say if we're listening, if we are giving these words any weight at all, <b>that in itself is already an act of faith</b>, however miniscule. So stop berating yourself for not having enough faith. You are a flawed and marvelous human being, a beloved child of God, and you do not have to be perfect.<br /><br />What else are we told is required of us?<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Love God. Love your neighbour as yourself.</span> These two are so important that Jesus says they are the basis of the entire Law and Prophets -- the Law and Prophets being the bulk of Jewish biblical canon at the time. I try to do them and I fail every single day. It's that "flawed human being" thing again.<br /><br />What else?<br /><br /><i>Eat, drink. Do this in remembrance of me.</i> Gladly, though it isn't always easy.<br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><br />Pray in this way. </span>I can just about handle this one, if what Jesus means is the formulaic pattern of the Lord's Prayer, which I have known so long I cannot remember learning it. But that business of forgiving others is quite sticky.<br /><br /><i>Judge not.</i> This, too, is non-trivial. I can but try.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Love one another as I have loved you.</span> That's a tall order; it applies to more than just washing one another's feet. He tells us to love one another as he loves us and then he goes and gets himself crucified! We're meant to follow the example. If this isn't daunting I don't know what is.<br /><br />And yet...I have seen countless examples of what I can only call sacrificial love. I have heard the joy of judgments overturned, reconsidered. I have felt the warmth of forgiveness rising out of prayer and I have tasted sweet living remembrance, whether you want to call it sacrament or memorial, body and blood or bread and wine.<br /><br />Are not all of these mountains moved?Kathryn Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05829669522063886278noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1806908830146896080.post-89514084947650405902012-01-05T17:40:00.001+00:002012-01-05T17:40:02.537+00:00Twelve Drummers DrummingI wonder if the "true love" in the song remembered to get a gift receipt.<br /><br /><a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/e/ed/Vitraj_Crkva_Gospe_Trsatske_2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 632px; height: 474px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/e/ed/Vitraj_Crkva_Gospe_Trsatske_2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Image from <a href="http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Vitraj_Crkva_Gospe_Trsatske_2.jpg">http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Vitraj_Crkva_Gospe_Trsatske_2.jpg</a></span><br /><br />I was feeling indecisive, so you get something of a baker's dozen. Think of the second track as a sort of bonus track, or save it for the Epiphany tomorrow. Either way is good.<br /><br />I wasn't planning on singing this first one, but the tune for this American version of the Joys of Mary is fantastically haunting. I'd love to do it again properly when I have a bit more time.<br /><br /><object height="81" width="100%"> <param name="movie" value="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F32165111%3Fsecret_token%3Ds-rcCEW&secret_url=true"> <param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"> <embed allowscriptaccess="always" src="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F32165111%3Fsecret_token%3Ds-rcCEW&secret_url=true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="81" width="100%"></embed> </object> <span>The Blessings of Mary by <a href="http://soundcloud.com/artsyhonker">artsyhonker</a></span><br /><br /><i>The very first blessing that Mary had, it was the blessing of one:<br />To think that her Son, Jesus, could live a father's son;<br /> Could live a father's son; like Emmanuel in glory<br /> Father, Son and the Holy Ghost, through all eternity.<br /><br />The very next blessing Mary had, it was the blessing of two:<br />To think that her Son, Jesus, could read the Scriptures through;<br /><br />The very next blessing Mary had, it was the blessing of three:<br />To think that her Son, Jesus, could set the sinner free;<br /><br />The very next blessing Mary had, it was the blessing of four:<br />To think that her Son, Jesus, could live for evermore;<br /><br />The very next blessing Mary had, it was the blessing of five:<br />To think that her Son, Jesus, could bring the dead alive;<br /><br />The very next blessing Mary had, it was the blessing of six:<br />To think that her Son, Jesus, could heal and cure the sick<br /><br />The very next blessing Mary had, it was the blessing of seven:<br />To think that her Son, Jesus, could conquer hell and heaven<br /><br />The very next blessing Mary had, it was the blessing of eight:<br />To think that her Son, Jesus, could make the crooked straight;<br /><br />The very next blessing Mary had, it was the blessing of nine:<br />To think that her Son, Jesus, could turn water into wine;<br /><br />The very next blessing Mary had, it was the blessing of ten:<br />To think that her Son, Jesus, could write without a pen;</i><br /><br />The next tune is also American, arranged by William Walker. The words to the first verse are anonymous; the rest are by Reginald Heber, and you might know a very different tune to "Brightest and best of the songs of the morning."<br /><br /><object height="81" width="100%"> <param name="movie" value="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F32155542%3Fsecret_token%3Ds-MVEtM&secret_url=true"> <param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"> <embed allowscriptaccess="always" src="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F32155542%3Fsecret_token%3Ds-MVEtM&secret_url=true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="81" width="100%"></embed> </object> <span>Hail the blest morn by <a href="http://soundcloud.com/artsyhonker">artsyhonker</a></span><br /><br /><i>Hail the blest morn! See the great Mediator<br />Down from the regions of glory descend!<br />Shepherds, go worship the Babe in the manger!<br />Lo! for his guard the bright angels attend.<br /> Brightest and best of the songs of the morning,<br /> Dawn on our darkness and lend us thine aid;<br /> Star in the East, the horizon adorning,<br /> Guide where our infant Redeemer was laid!<br /><br />Cold on his cradle the dewdrops are shining,<br />Low lies his bed with the beasts of the stall;<br />Angels adore him, in slumber reclining,<br />Wise men and shepherds before him do fall.<br /><br />Say shall we yield him, in costly devotion,<br />Odours of Edom and offerings divine,<br />Gems of the mountain and pearls of the ocean,<br />Myrrh from the forest and gold from the mine?<br /><br />Vainly we offer each ample oblation,<br />Vainly with gold would his favour secure;<br />Richer by far is the heart's adoration,<br />Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor.</i>Kathryn Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05829669522063886278noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1806908830146896080.post-51843302991095277592012-01-04T20:00:00.000+00:002012-01-04T20:00:03.737+00:00Eleven Pipers PipingI suppose the Lords-a-Leaping and those dancing ladies have some appropriate music, now, at least.<br /><br /><a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/5/52/Adoration_of_the_magi_st.michael_toronto.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 664px; height: 664px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/5/52/Adoration_of_the_magi_st.michael_toronto.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Image from <a href="http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Adoration_of_the_magi_st.michael_toronto.jpg">http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Adoration_of_the_magi_st.michael_toronto.jpg</a>.</span><br /><br /><br />It seems that the version of this I have has rather more verses than standard. That's alright, it will give you time to learn the refrain if you're singing along.<br /><br /><object height="81" width="100%"> <param name="movie" value="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F32163923%3Fsecret_token%3Ds-ps6X5&secret_url=true"> <param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"> <embed allowscriptaccess="always" src="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F32163923%3Fsecret_token%3Ds-ps6X5&secret_url=true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="81" width="100%"></embed> </object> <span>Puer natus in Bethlehem by <a href="http://soundcloud.com/artsyhonker">artsyhonker</a></span><br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">Puer natus in Bethlehem, alleluia,<br />Unde gaudet Jerusalem, alleluia, alleluia.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Refrain: </span>In cordis jubilo Christum natum adoremus,<br />Cum novo cantico.<br /><br />Assumpsit carnem Filius, alleluia,<br />Dei Patris altissimus, alleluia, alleluia.<br /><br />Per Gabrielem nuntium, alleluia,<br />Virgo concepit Filium, alleluia, alleluia.<br /><br />Tamquam sponsus de thalamo, alluia,<br />Processit Matris utero, alleluia, alleluia.<br /><br />Hic jacet in præsepio, alleluia<br />Qui regnat sine termino, alleluia, alleluia.<br /><br />Et Angelus pastoribus, alleluia,<br />Revelat quod sit Dominus, alleluia, alleluia.<br /><br />Reges de Sabâ veniunt, alleluia,<br />Aurum, thus, myrrhum offerunt, alleluia, alleluia,<br /><br />Intrantes domum invicem, alleluia,<br />Novum salutant principem, alleluia, alleluia.<br /><br />De Matre natus Virgine, alleluia:<br />Qui lumen est de lumine, alleluia, alleluia.<br /><br />Sine serpentis vulnere, alleluia,<br />De nostro venit sanguin, alleluia, alleluia.<br /><br />In carne nobis similis, alleluia,<br />Peccato sed dissimilis; alleluia, alleluia.<br /><br />Ut redderet nos homines, alleluia,<br />Deo et sibi similes, alleluia, alleluia.<br /><br />In hoc natali gaudio, alleluia,<br />Benedicamus Domino, alleluia, alleluia.<br /><br />Laudetur sancta Trinitas, alleluia,<br />Deo dicamus gratias, alleluia, alleluia.<br /><br /><br /><br /></span>Kathryn Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05829669522063886278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1806908830146896080.post-18629447228709369632012-01-03T19:00:00.000+00:002012-01-03T19:00:00.163+00:00Ten Lords-a-Leaping<a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/e/e0/%27%27_Nativity_%27%27_.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 673px; height: 1133px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/e/e0/%27%27_Nativity_%27%27_.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Image from <a href="http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:%27%27_Nativity_%27%27_.JPG">http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:%27%27_Nativity_%27%27_.JPG</a></span><br /><br />A pretty little carol, which, like "Away in a Manger", I've only ever heard sung to a different tune than this one.<br /><br /><object height="81" width="100%"> <param name="movie" value="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F32167300%3Fsecret_token%3Ds-kdTAK&secret_url=true"> <param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"> <embed allowscriptaccess="always" src="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F32167300%3Fsecret_token%3Ds-kdTAK&secret_url=true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="81" width="100%"></embed> </object> <span>A virgin most pure by <a href="http://soundcloud.com/artsyhonker">artsyhonker</a></span><br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;"><br />A virgin most pure, as the Prophets do tell,<br />Hath brought forth a baby, as it hath befell,<br />To be our Redeemer from death, hell and sin,<br />Which Adam’s transgression had wrapped us in.<br /><br /> Refrain<br /> Aye, and therefore be you merry,<br /> Rejoice and be merry,<br /> Set sorrow aside;<br /> Christ Jesus our Savior was born on this tide.<br /><br />At Bethlehem city in Jewry a City there was<br />Where Joseph and Mary together did pass,<br />And there to be taxed, with many one more,<br />For Cæsar commanded the same should be so. <span style="font-weight:bold;">Refrain</span><br /><br />But, when they had entered the city so fair<br />A number of people so mighty was there,<br />That Joseph and Mary, whose substance was small,<br />Could get in the Inn there6 no lodging at all. <span style="font-weight:bold;">Refrain</span><br /><br />Then were they constrained in a stable to lie,<br />Where horses and asses6a they us'd for to tie;<br />Their lodging so simple they held it no scorn,<br />But against the next morning our Saviour was born. <span style="font-weight:bold;">Refrain</span><br /><br />The King of all kings to this world being brought,<br />Small store of fine linen to wrap him was sought,<br />And when she had swaddled her young son so sweet,<br />Within an ox manger she laid him to sleep. <span style="font-weight:bold;">Refrain</span><br /><br />Then God sent an Angel from Heaven so high,<br />To certain poor Shepherds in fields where they lye,<br />And bade them no longer in sorrow to stay,<br />Because that our Saviour was born on this day. <span style="font-weight:bold;">Refrain</span><br /><br />Then presently after the Shepherds did spy<br />A number of Angels that stood in the sky;<br />Who joyfully talked and sweetly did sing,<br />To God be all glory our Heavenly King. Refrain</span>Kathryn Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05829669522063886278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1806908830146896080.post-56154340651368837182012-01-02T21:30:00.000+00:002012-01-02T21:30:00.658+00:00Nine ladies dancing<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/c/c4/Sonnenaufgang_mit_As.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 656px; height: 491px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/c/c4/Sonnenaufgang_mit_As.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Image from <a href="http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Sonnenaufgang_mit_As.jpg">http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Sonnenaufgang_mit_As.jpg</a></span><br /><br />From the rising of the sun to the ends of the earth, let us sing of Christ the Prince,<br />born of the Virgin Mary.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/1/12/A_solis_ortus.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 649px; height: 209px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/1/12/A_solis_ortus.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Image from <a href="http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:A_solis_ortus.jpg">http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:A_solis_ortus.jpg</a></span><br /><br /><br /><object height="81" width="100%"> <param name="movie" value="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F32167396%3Fsecret_token%3Ds-fUUk8&secret_url=true"> <param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"> <embed allowscriptaccess="always" src="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F32167396%3Fsecret_token%3Ds-fUUk8&secret_url=true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="81" width="100%"></embed> </object> <span>A solis ortus cardine by <a href="http://soundcloud.com/artsyhonker">artsyhonker</a></span><br /><br /><br /><i>A solis ortus cardine<br />Ad usque terrae limitem<br />Christum canamus Principem,<br />Natum Maria Virgine.<br /><br />Beatus auctor saeculi<br />Servile corpus induit,<br />Ut carne carnem liberans<br />Non perderet quod condidit.<br /><br />Clausae1 parentis viscera<br />Caelestis intrat gratia;<br />Venter puellae baiulat<br />Secreta quae non noverat.<br /><br />Domus pudici pectoris<br />Templum repente fit Dei;<br />Intacta nesciens virum<br />Verbo concepit Filium.2<br /><br />Enixa3 est puerpera<br />Quem Gabriel praedixerat,<br />Quem matris alvo gestiens4<br />Clausus Ioannes senserat.5<br /><br />Foeno iacere pertulit,<br />Praesepe non abhorruit,<br />Parvoque lacte pastus est6<br />Per quem nec ales esurit.<br /><br />Gaudet chorus caelestium<br />Et Angeli canunt Deum,<br />Palamque fit pastoribus<br />Pastor, Creator omnium.<br /><br />Gloria tibi, Domine,<br />Qui natus es de Virgine,<br />Cum Patre et Sancto Spiritu,<br />In sempiterna saecula. Amen.</i><br /> <br />Translation into English available at <a href="http://www3.cpdl.org/wiki/index.php/A_solis_ortus_cardine">CPDL</a>.Kathryn Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05829669522063886278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1806908830146896080.post-90832035236040025862012-01-01T22:51:00.004+00:002012-01-01T23:01:26.764+00:00Eight Maids-a-MilkingCan you milk swans? Or do the maids bring their own cows? I'm not convinced about all these presents.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/0/04/Santa_Maria_del_Mar2.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 627px; height: 627px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/0/04/Santa_Maria_del_Mar2.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Image from <a href="http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Santa_Maria_del_Mar2.JPG">http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Santa_Maria_del_Mar2.JPG</a>. </span><br /><br />I don't have much to say tonight.<br /><br /><object height="81" width="100%"> <param name="movie" value="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F32140436"> <param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"> <embed allowscriptaccess="always" src="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F32140436" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="81" width="100%"></embed> </object> <span><a href="http://soundcloud.com/artsyhonker/ther-is-no-rose-of-swych-vertu">Ther is no rose of swych vertu</a> by <a href="http://soundcloud.com/artsyhonker">artsyhonker</a></span><br /><br /><i>REFRAIN: Ther is no rose of swych vertu<br />As is the rose that bare Jhesu.<br /><br />Ther is no rose of swych vertu<br />As is the rose that bare Jhesu.<br />Alleluya.<br />REFRAIN<br /><br />For in this rose conteynyd was<br />Heven and erthe in lyttyl space,<br />Resmiranda.<br />REFRAIN<br /><br />Be that rose we may weel see<br />That he is God in personys thre,<br />Pariforma.<br />REFRAIN<br /><br />The aungelys sungyn the sheperdes to:<br />'Gloria in excelsis Deo.'<br />Gaudeamus.<br />REFRAIN<br /><br />Leive we al this worldly merthe,<br />And folwe we this joyful berthe:<br />Transeamus.<br />REFRAIN</i>Kathryn Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05829669522063886278noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1806908830146896080.post-53144225855522190572011-12-31T18:33:00.003+00:002011-12-31T19:36:59.950+00:00Seven Swans-a-SwimmingI think it's illegal to eat swans over here, except with special permission of the Queen or someone important. I'm told the ones on Wanstead Lake were swimming quite happily today; I didn't get there to have a look, myself.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/c/c8/Chester_Cathedral_-_Weihnachtsfenster.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 637px; height: 948px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/c/c8/Chester_Cathedral_-_Weihnachtsfenster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Image from <a href="http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Chester_Cathedral_-_Weihnachtsfenster.jpg">http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Chester_Cathedral_-_Weihnachtsfenster.jpg</a></span><br /><br /><br />Just a little something to bring in the New Year. The Shorter New Oxford Book of Carols says "This may have been written for the rumbustious festival of the subdeacons/lay brothers on New Year's Day." Of course I would never encourage any early rumbustiousness*.<br /><br /><object height="81" width="100%"> <param name="movie" value="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F32081924"> <param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"> <embed allowscriptaccess="always" src="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F32081924" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="81" width="100%"></embed> </object> <span><a href="http://soundcloud.com/artsyhonker/verbum-patris-umanatur">Verbum Patris Umanatur</a> by <a href="http://soundcloud.com/artsyhonker">artsyhonker</a></span><br /><br /><i>Verbum Patris umanatur, O! O!<br />Dum puella salutatur, O! O!<br />Salutata fecundatur viri nescia.<br />He! he! hei! nova gaudia!<br /><br />Novus modus geniture, O! O!<br />Sed excedens ius nature, O! O!<br />Dum unitur creature Creans omnia.<br />He! he! hei! nova gaudia!<br /><br />Audi partum praeter morem, O! O!<br />Virgo parit Salvatorem, O! O!<br />Creatura Creatorem, Patrem filia.<br />He! he! hei! nova gaudia!<br /><br />In parente Salvatoris, O! O!<br />Non est parens nostri moris, O! O!<br />Virgo parit, nec pudoris marcent lilia.<br />He! he! hei! nova gaudia!<br /><br />Homo Deus nobis datur, O! O!<br />Datus nobis demonstratur, O! O!<br />Dum pax terris nuntiatur celis gloria.<br />He! he! hei! nova gaudia!</i><br /><br />The translation is, roughly:<br /><br />The word of the Father is made man, maiden, conception, mumble, hurrah, new joy!<br /><br />This is a new manner of birth, exceeding the power of nature, mumble Creator united with everything mumble, hurrah, new joy!<br /><br />Hear of a birth mumble, a Virgin has borne the Saviour, mumble creature/Creator, daughter of the Father, hurrah, new joy!<br /><br />Something about the parent of the Saviour being different from what we know as parenting, Virgin, lilies, hurrah, new joy!<br /><br />God made man is given to us; this is demonstrated, peace on earth mumble glory in the heavens, hurrah, new joy!<br /><br />No, I have never studied Latin. And the translation in the Shorter New Oxford Book of Carols is, as far as I can tell, not in the public domain.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">*Any rumbustiousness I get up to tonight will have to be comparatively early, as tomorrow is Sunday and that means I will be at church making rather a lot of noise at everyone else's hangover. </span>Kathryn Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05829669522063886278noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1806908830146896080.post-30659648618142942872011-12-30T18:58:00.002+00:002011-12-30T19:07:48.649+00:00Six Geese-a-LayingMore geese!?<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/b/b0/Our_Lady%27s_Island_Church_of_the_Assumption_West_Aisle_Window_Nativity_2010_09_26.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 595px; height: 761px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/b/b0/Our_Lady%27s_Island_Church_of_the_Assumption_West_Aisle_Window_Nativity_2010_09_26.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />This isn't the most popular tune for this particular carol; though it is in Carols for Choirs 1, I've never heard it sung in a service.<br /><br />Any mother will tell you that "no crying he makes" is a complete fiction; it's bad theology to imply that the Christ child was not fully human, as well as fully divine. But I like this tune, so here you go.<br /><br /><object height="81" width="100%"> <param name="movie" value="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F31895733%3Fsecret_token%3Ds-sF0S3&secret_url=true"> <param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"> <embed allowscriptaccess="always" src="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F31895733%3Fsecret_token%3Ds-sF0S3&secret_url=true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="81" width="100%"></embed> </object> <span>Away in a manger by <a href="http://soundcloud.com/artsyhonker">artsyhonker</a></span><br /><br /><i>Away in a manger, no crib for a bed,<br />The little Lord Jesus laid down His sweet head.<br />The stars in the bright sky looked down where He lay,<br />The little Lord Jesus asleep on the hay.<br /><br />The cattle are lowing, the baby awakes,<br />But little Lord Jesus no crying He makes.<br />I love Thee, Lord Jesus! Look down from the sky,<br />And stay by my side until morning is nigh.<br /><br />Be near me, Lord Jesus; I ask Thee to stay<br />Close by me forever, and love me, I pray.<br />Bless all the dear children in Thy tender care,<br />And fit us for heaven, to live with Thee there.</i>Kathryn Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05829669522063886278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1806908830146896080.post-945254969481283392011-12-29T17:42:00.002+00:002011-12-29T18:19:44.099+00:00Five Gold RingsFinally off the poultry! Though if you look closely there is the Holy Spirit, represented by a dove, in this stained glass window of the Annunciation.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/3/3d/Vitrail_Choeur_Laon_260808_2.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 650px; height: 909px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/3/3d/Vitrail_Choeur_Laon_260808_2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Vitrail_Choeur_Laon_260808_2.jpg</span><br /><br />This is very much a mixture of old and new. The words date from the 15th Century. The <a href="https://sites.google.com/site/ecclesiasticauptoni/music/Isyngofamayden.pdf?attredirects=0&d=1">music</a> dates from 2010 and is by one Chris Upton, who has released it under my favourite license, CC BY-SA.<br /><br /><object height="81" width="100%"> <param name="movie" value="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F31899077"> <param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"> <embed allowscriptaccess="always" src="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F31899077" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="81" width="100%"></embed> </object> <span><a href="http://soundcloud.com/artsyhonker/i-syng-of-a-mayden">I Syng of a Mayden</a> by <a href="http://soundcloud.com/artsyhonker">artsyhonker</a></span><br /><br /><br /><span class="il">I</span> <span class="il">syng</span> <span class="il">of</span> <span class="il">a</span> <span class="il">mayden</span><br />þat is makeles,<br />kyng <span class="il">of</span> alle kynges<br />to here sone che ches.<br /><br />He cam also stylle<br />þer his moder was<br />as dew in aprylle,<br />þat fallyt on þe gras.<br /><br />He cam also stylle<br />to his moderes bowr<br />as dew in aprille,<br />þat fallyt on þe flour.<br /><br />He cam also stylle<br />þer his moder lay<br />as dew in Aprille,<br />þat fallyt on þe spray.;<br /><br />Moder & <span class="il">mayden</span><br />was neuer non but che –<br />wel may swych <span class="il">a</span> lady<br />Godes moder be.<br /><br /><br />I sing of a maiden<br />That is matchless,<br />King of all kings<br />For her son she chose.<br /><br />He came as still<br />Where his mother was<br />As dew in April<br />That falls on the grass.<br /><br />He came as still<br />To his mother's bower<br />As dew in April<br />That falls on the flower.<br /><br />He came as still<br />Where his mother lay<br />As dew in April<br />That falls on the spray.<br /><br />Mother and maiden<br />Was never none but she;<br />Well may such a lady<br />God's mother be.Kathryn Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05829669522063886278noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1806908830146896080.post-54668087729596716692011-12-28T18:19:00.004+00:002012-01-09T12:06:08.625+00:00Four calling birdsAs usual, no birds. I guess turtle doves just aren't nocturnal...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixn_DydPGjeBIEU6WREqju1LsgMGGw0i3FSpHjCJHW7fYrHRAO_6KzA3094u2nINK6xRjt8_rk9R6-vOPhYilHswXxcIBLBUT3sBIxai66zhGsgzEoWLX9nIEllIwEnvVohrRfiasvffM/s1600/Merope.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixn_DydPGjeBIEU6WREqju1LsgMGGw0i3FSpHjCJHW7fYrHRAO_6KzA3094u2nINK6xRjt8_rk9R6-vOPhYilHswXxcIBLBUT3sBIxai66zhGsgzEoWLX9nIEllIwEnvVohrRfiasvffM/s400/Merope.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691245599710800146" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Image from <a href="http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Merope.jpg">http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Merope.jpg</a></span><br /><br />I know about this piece of music thanks to <a href="http://www.rodingmusic.co.uk/">Francis Roads</a>, Tim Henderson and the <a href="http://www.lgq.org.uk/">London Gallery Quire</a>, where I play serpent and occasionally sing a bit or wave my arms about.<br /><br />I've transposed it down a semi-tone for comfort, and am playing the instrumental bassline on the horn rather than a string instrument; a string instrument or maybe a bassoon would be more historically accurate but I don't play them! And the serpent is a bit too honky for this piece. While the tune, Epiphany, is anonymous, it puts me very much in mind of the music of Phocion Henley.<br /><br />I love Wesley's words, which remind me of part of the Benedictus:<br />"Through the tender mercy of our God : whereby the dayspring from on high hath visited us;<br />To give light to them that sit in darkness, and in the shadow of death : and to guide our feet into the way of peace."<br /><br />Wesley might not have been writing about the Holy Innocents, but I think it's an appropriate text for this day.<br /><br /><object height="81" width="100%"> <param name="movie" value="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F31811925"> <param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"> <embed allowscriptaccess="always" src="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F31811925" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="81" width="100%"></embed> </object> <span><a href="http://soundcloud.com/artsyhonker/sons-of-men-behold-from-far">Sons of men, behold from far</a> by <a href="http://soundcloud.com/artsyhonker">artsyhonker</a></span><br /><br /><i>Sons of men, behold from far,<br />Hail the long-expected star!<br />Jacob's star, that gilds the night,<br />Guides bewildered nature right.<br />Fear not hence that ill should flow;<br />Wars and pestilence below;<br />Wars it bids, and tumults cease,<br />Ush'ring in the Prince of Peace.<br /><br />Mild it shines on all beneath,<br />Piercing through the shades of death;<br />Scatt'ring error's wide-spread night,<br />Kindling darkness into light.<br />Nations all, remote and near,<br />Haste to see your God appear:<br />Haste, for Him your hearts prepare,<br />Meet Him manifested there.<br /><br />There behold the Day-spring rise,<br />Pouring light upon your eyes:<br />See it chase the shades away,<br />Shining to the perfect day.<br />Sing, ye morning stars again,<br />God descends on earth to reign,<br />Deigns for man His life to employ;<br />Shout, ye sons of God, for joy.</i>Kathryn Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05829669522063886278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1806908830146896080.post-11398022497416442342011-12-27T20:42:00.005+00:002011-12-27T21:03:34.965+00:00Three French HensNo, I don't have three French hens. I don't have three English hens. I don't even have one hen, of any description. I'm still eating leftover goose, if you must know.<br /><br />I've been eating leftover goose, and trying to catch up with the world, and getting discouraged about politics. The Saviour of the world may have been born but looking at the state of things, "salvation" is not the word that comes to mind... and I know, I'm not suffering, I'm eating goose for crying aloud, but that doesn't actually make it all right that other people are worrying about how they're going to get health care, how they're going to feed their families, how they're going to find somewhere safe to sleep.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVWibJwrd5fYfzKTCBpbTJ2IXyU5Ih_AutpVKfU3IhBM8yi8id6ewKUHf7GDHMvA0WzcgTwmgFtauYlqEwVVDoajdiMzt_F2JnpSrDt2yPPd48sStTRg6l-SuGe9x6nDBi5EuAmruzYhQ/s1600/Swete+was+the+song.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 346px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVWibJwrd5fYfzKTCBpbTJ2IXyU5Ih_AutpVKfU3IhBM8yi8id6ewKUHf7GDHMvA0WzcgTwmgFtauYlqEwVVDoajdiMzt_F2JnpSrDt2yPPd48sStTRg6l-SuGe9x6nDBi5EuAmruzYhQ/s400/Swete+was+the+song.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690913345632051954" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Image from <a href="http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Mare_de_Deu_del_Castell_d%27Agres.jpg">http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Mare_de_Deu_del_Castell_d%27Agres.jpg</a></span><br /><br />I don't have a constructive response to this. My instinct is to hold the ones I care about and tell them it will be okay...<br /><br />So here, have a lullaby.<br /><br /><object height="81" width="100%"> <param name="movie" value="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F31736794"> <param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"> <embed allowscriptaccess="always" src="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F31736794" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="81" width="100%"></embed> </object> <span><a href="http://soundcloud.com/artsyhonker/swete-was-the-song-the-virgine">Swete was the song the Virgine soong</a> by <a href="http://soundcloud.com/artsyhonker">artsyhonker</a></span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Swete was the song the Virgine soong</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">When she to Bethlem Juda came</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">And was deliver'd of hir Sonne</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Who blessed Jesus hath to Name.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">"Lulla, lulla, lulla, lullaby,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Lulla, lulla, lulla, lullaby,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Swete Babe!" soong shee;</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">"My Sonne and eke my Saviour borne,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Which hath vouchsafed from an high</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">To visitt us that ware forlorne.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">La lulla, la lulla, la lullaby,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Swete Babe!" soong she,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">And rockt him featly one hir knee.</span>Kathryn Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05829669522063886278noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1806908830146896080.post-53819759228537783692011-12-26T21:56:00.001+00:002011-12-26T22:15:51.549+00:00Two Turtle DovesOkay, there are no turtle doves in this file. Just me, and a serpent.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtuUz8c9UNJueDM1fgMcdTj7JmBFL5sPthm6M61dqVPLLzpWjAcLD8GlIbXebZm24sxAw1TBKm8mg_1BADoxRAvnRDHd4FeCRLuFpr_26tnN_tjsIy1psdIjtYPv1ug_3oGX-xp70nP-o/s1600/Resonet_in_laudibus.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 313px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtuUz8c9UNJueDM1fgMcdTj7JmBFL5sPthm6M61dqVPLLzpWjAcLD8GlIbXebZm24sxAw1TBKm8mg_1BADoxRAvnRDHd4FeCRLuFpr_26tnN_tjsIy1psdIjtYPv1ug_3oGX-xp70nP-o/s400/Resonet_in_laudibus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690562100789394642" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />The version I sing isn't exactly what's on that ancient manuscript; but it is good fun.<br /><br /><object height="81" width="100%"> <param name="movie" value="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F31662968"> <param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"> <embed allowscriptaccess="always" src="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F31662968" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="81" width="100%"></embed> </object> <span><a href="http://soundcloud.com/artsyhonker/resonet-in-laudibus">Resonet in Laudibus</a> by <a href="http://soundcloud.com/artsyhonker">artsyhonker</a><br /><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;">Resonet in laudibus</span><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;">Cum jucundis plausibus</span><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;">Sion cum fidelibus</span><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;">Apparuit quem genuit Maria!</span><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;">Christus natus hodie</span><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;">Ex Maria Virgine</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Sine virili semine:</span><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;">Apparuit quem genuit Maria!</span><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;">Pueri, concinite,</span><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;">Nato Regi, psallite,</span><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;">Voce pia dicite:</span><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;">Apparuit quem genuit Maria!</span><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;">Sion, lauda Dominum,</span><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;">Salvatorem hominum,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Purgatorem criminum:</span><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;">Apparuit quem genuit Maria!</span><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;">Deo laus et gloria,</span><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;">Virtus et victoria,</span><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;">Perpete memoria:</span><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;">Apparuit quem genuit Maria!</span>Kathryn Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05829669522063886278noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1806908830146896080.post-887734961543854232011-12-25T20:50:00.004+00:002011-12-25T20:57:44.601+00:00A Partridge in a Pear TreeWell, not quite a partridge. We had goose for dinner.<br /><br />Not quite a pear tree, either, but holly:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPj3NZQQ1G9tGap7aC1Y5UAk7wDSh2OIdsNF0902zVdY7UgMiiQQyzrrKIEBYemE9bd5gGTLr_PwbYeQEUce10xJhhmMAXkF7zL7knOjxPqSRAhD0NUmnxEUi5gCKfeQ-mef_Tmd8j3NI/s1600/Hulst2.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPj3NZQQ1G9tGap7aC1Y5UAk7wDSh2OIdsNF0902zVdY7UgMiiQQyzrrKIEBYemE9bd5gGTLr_PwbYeQEUce10xJhhmMAXkF7zL7knOjxPqSRAhD0NUmnxEUi5gCKfeQ-mef_Tmd8j3NI/s320/Hulst2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690171604763696354" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /><a href="http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Hulst2.jpg">Image from http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Hulst2.jpg</a></span><br /><br /><object height="81" width="100%"> <param name="movie" value="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F31589836"> <param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"> <embed allowscriptaccess="always" src="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F31589836" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="81" width="100%"></embed> </object> <span><a href="http://soundcloud.com/artsyhonker/green-growth-the-holly">Green Grow'th the Holly</a> by <a href="http://soundcloud.com/artsyhonker">artsyhonker</a></span>Kathryn Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05829669522063886278noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1806908830146896080.post-60414654434001227952011-12-22T10:12:00.003+00:002011-12-22T10:16:51.877+00:00Flash Compline: 8.30pm, Friday 23rd December, Whittington Garden<p>There will be a Flash Compline service at 8.30pm on Friday, 23rd December, at <a href="http://www.londongardensonline.org.uk/gardens-online-record.asp?ID=COL121">Whittington Garden</a>, near Cannon St rail - <a href="http://maps.google.co.uk/maps/ms?msid=212491535183907830173.0004b4ab48bb126040cd5&msa=0&ll=51.511267,-0.09097&spn=0.006964,0.0185188">here's a map</a>.</p><strong>Music</strong>: We will use <a href="http://www.plainsong.org.uk/compline.php">this setting of Compline</a>.<br /><br />If you want to let us know you're coming then respond to the <a href="http://www.facebook.com/events/237741562965498/">Facebook Event</a> or reply to this post, but no need to confirm: you can just turn up, if you'd rather.<br /><br />We will have a small number of spare copies, which you can purchase for £2 if you want to keep them, or borrow if you don't. Don't worry if you aren't a confident singer -- follow along with the text and see what you can pick up. Everyone is welcome. If we don't have enough confident singers we can always say the liturgy instead.<br /><br />This setting uses the words from Common Worship Traditional Language Compline. Various smartphone apps for this exist and it is also available from the <a href="http://daily.commonworship.com/daily.cgi?today_np=1&book=bcp">C of E website</a> on the day, if you're worried we won't have enough music or you'd rather just use the words.<br /><br />You may wish to bring a torch or book light.<br /><br />PLEASE ARRIVE QUIETLY AND <span style="font-weight: bold;">DEPART IN SILENCE</span>.Kathryn Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05829669522063886278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1806908830146896080.post-46809539228641640082011-12-11T19:47:00.002+00:002011-12-11T19:49:29.081+00:00Flash Compline: 8:30pm, Monday 12th December.<p>There will be a Flash Compline service at 8.30pm on Monday, 12th December, at <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Christ_Church_Greyfriars">Christ Church Greyfriars</a>, near St Paul's tube - <a href="http://maps.google.com/maps/ms?msid=212491535183907830173.0004b32e6999812a9fe94&msa=0">here's a map</a></p><strong>Music</strong>: We will use <a href="http://www.plainsong.org.uk/compline.php">this setting of Compline</a>.<br /><br />We will have a small number of spare copies, which you can purchase for £2 if you want to keep them, or borrow if you don't. Don't worry if you aren't a confident singer -- follow along with the text and see what you can pick up. Everyone is welcome. If we don't have enough confident singers we can always say the liturgy instead.<br /><br />This setting uses the words from Common Worship Traditional Language Compline. Various smartphone apps for this exist and it is also available from the <a href="http://daily.commonworship.com/daily.cgi?today_np=1&book=bcp">C of E website</a> on the day, if you're worried we won't have enough music or you'd rather just use the words.<br /><br />You may wish to bring a torch or book light.<br /><br />PLEASE ARRIVE QUIETLY AND <span style="font-weight: bold;">DEPART IN SILENCE</span>.Kathryn Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05829669522063886278noreply@blogger.com0