Let's explore that which isn't immediately visible in music, faith and life...
hmmmm., gonna have to crack open H. Richard's book again, and will let you know on that.
While we're admiring the church architecture and the sound of the organ, let me just step into the confessional a moment and admit that I (shhhh) never really liked Michael Jackson. At all.And yet...I really, really enjoyed watching this tribute, played so enthusiastically by someone who looks nothing like the departed. Thank you for an unexpectedly delightful piece.
I'm going to go with the little-known appendix on "Christ kicks culture's a%$." That was awesome.
Interesting how music is pure, and can be separated from the composer, or original interpreters.My dad professed scorn toward the Beatles; I think he felt it was his duty. But years later, knowing he loved orchestral sounds, especially strings, I got him an album of Beatles tunes played by the Hollyridge Strings. Lush orchestrations, just as he liked, and he loved it, not knowing that the Beatles had anything to do with it.It is not a wonder to me that someone, honking on a pipe organ, could turn both little Michael and big Michael's tunes into something wonderful. I mostly applaud the organist for NOT being a musical snob. And, of course, his artistry!
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