Crumb on
"When I listen to old music, that's one of the few times that I actually have a kind of love for humanity." - Robert Crumb
(I remembered this while I listened to Jacqueline Du Pré pulsate through the adagio from LvB's Op. 102 n.2.)
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Moving week & Irish fun
I am preparing my move to a vintage, high-rise building in historic Lincoln Park; one of the pertiest areas in Chicago no doubt. Pictures coming at the beginning of next week. Also, if any Chicagoans reading this are interested in attending an evening of Irish ceili on Friday (put together by yours truly along with the other wonderful Irish Society members), let me know! Anyone is welcome and you'll even get to poke fun at my dancing. Send me an e-mail. But for now, I'm signing off for a while.
Google happenstance
Someone found my site today by typing in "who worte [sic] music of citizen kane." Goes to show that even when you misspell a word, you'll always arrive at some destination.
Cyber Classical fans
Maybe that's an oxymoron, but I'll be hosting the program solo tomorrow. I'll start the show off by reading Orsino's famous opening lines from Twelfth Night and then play some music of John Dowland from my iPod. You ought tune in.
'Reverend from Hell'
Thought I'd educate y'all on the scariest man alive. I've been following Fred for the last couple years, and this was brought to my attention yesterday:
The congregants, when asked by the Topeka Capital-Journal in interviews years later, recalled an incident one Sunday morning when Phelps' infant son, Mark, began to squirm during a sermon; Phelps responded by repeatedly punching the baby in the face. Afterwards, several men of the congregation confronted Phelps about the attack. [23]
Phelps' dismissal from the church came when a female congregant admitted that she had committed adultery. The next Sunday, Phelps' sermon revolved around the woman, repeatedly referring to her as a whore and encouraging the congregation to draw up an official "form" declaring her to be damned to Hell and excommunicated from the church (a tactic he would later adopt frequently). Instead, the congregants voted to kick Phelps out of the church. Today, Phelps maintains that he left willingly because Cavin was not staunch enough of a Baptist.
If you wish to further humor yourself, give his two websites a go: here, and here.
What the hell's the matter with Kansas?
Detroit sonata
Few photos from our day excursion to the "D" this past tax day.
(a respectable skyline)
(One of the strangest sights from Saturday. Just east of the old Tiger Stadium, set way back from the road behind a park, lies this long abandoned high-rise train station. As a local proprietor said, this building would be worth a trillion dollars in any other city. Only here is a building of that quality left neglected to rot away.)
(my current favorite structure in the U.S.; maybe a close tie with the Bklyn Bridge. The old Tiger Stadium has sat empty for seven years now, slowly deteriorating and swallowing up city money while proposals are being ignored. In May the mayor will finally make a decision and it appears this century old relic will be razed. I get the blues everytime I think about it.)
(a closer look at majestic Tiger stadium)
Twelfth Night
WRDP Show #12 Playlist
Easter Sunday Program 4/16/06:
Olivier Messiaen: Couleurs de la Cite Celeste/ Orchestre du Domaine Musical, Pierre Boulez (Erato)
Mahler: Symphony 2, 4: Urlicht, 5: Im Tempo des Scherzo/ Eliahu Inbal, Frankfurt Radio Symphony Orchestra (Denon)
Biber: The Resurrection from Die Rosenkranz-Sonaten, John Holloway, violin, Tragicomedia (Virgin)
Brahms: Schicksalsied/ Danish National Symphony & Choir, Gerd Albrecht (Chandos)
Beethoven: Christus am Olberge/ Domingo, Orgornasova, Deutsches Symphonie-Orchester Berlin, Kent Nagano (Harmonia Mundi)
Derek Jarman/ ST: Blue, 1&2
John Corigliano: Sym 1, (1): Of Rage & Remembrance Barenboim, Chicago Sym., Stephen Hough, piano. (Erato)
Arvo Part: Cantus in Memory of Benjamin Britten/Neeme Jarvi, Scottish Nat Orch. (Chandos)
Bach: Aria, Schlummert ein, ihr matten Augen, from Cantata No. 82, Lorraine Hunt Lieberson (Nonesuch)
Cycloned
Speedy recovery to downtown Iowa City, which was ravaged by tornadoes Thursday night.
JesUSA
After reading this epic post from the always funny Clownsilly, I ran into this article on a hip church that is taking Des Moines and the country by storm. I guess this church "does things differently. During Christmas Eve services, two motorcycles tore down the aisles. The bikers represented outcast shepherds ushering Jesus into the world." We need to remember that reformers are into "worshipping God, not tradition." And they're "one of the nation's fastest-growing churches because they blend the gospel with coffee, rock music and movie clips." It's all about relevance today. I like what one message board poster said in response to this: "this ol' catholic boy can't quite buy into vegas style mass."
The Rev. Mike Housholder, right, knocks fists with the Rev. Pat Quaid following the 8:15 a.m. traditional service
(courtesy of poster Mr. Hawk)
However, I'll stay on the fence for this one; just spreading the word.
