Showing posts with label Music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Music. Show all posts
Menoizikul; Midweek Musicalisms
Yesterday marked World Music Therapy Day; the month of March is dedicated to music as therapy, although, of course, music therapy is for every day of the year. I have spoken recently about how art can provide a level of expression not achieved with mere words. The same is absolutely true of music - and in some ways, music is much more accessible than art for those in need of such therapy. As with art, it is also an expression that can be applied and utilised by all age groups. Here's a brief intro;
Menoizikul; midweek musicalisms
I found this quite charming - mesmerising... A student's project (Uni of Dortmund)
Don't Stop The Music from Lena Steinkuehler on Vimeo.
Menoiczikul; midweek musicalisms
Subtle and sinuous... switch to full screen for this one folk!
Radiohead - Codex from Glenn Marshall on Vimeo.
Menoizikul; midweek musicalism
Well, this cannot be avoided one supposes. 'Tis the season yadayadyada. Apologies to those who came earlier and found a dud video. This is the replacement. A new one to me and rather charming.
Menoizikul; midweek musicalism
October 2nd 2019 will be the 150th anniversary of the birth of Mohandas K Gandhi, he who became 'Mahatma' (Great Soul). In India, it is common practice to begin a year of acknowledgement and honouring of great people in the twelve months prior. The following video has been produced by the Ministry of External Affairs (Foreign Office).
This bhajan (devotional song) was a poem by Narsimha Mehta - here is the translation.
One who is a Vaishnava (Devotee of Vishnu)
Knows the pain of others
Does good to others
without letting pride enter his mind.
A Vaishnava, Tolerates and praises the entire world.
Does not speak ill of others
Keeps his promises, actions and thoughts pure
your mother is blessed indeed.
A Vaishnava sees everything equally, rejects greed and avarice
respects women as he respects his own mother
though his tongue may tire he will utter no untruth
Never touches the property of others.
A Vaishnava does not succumb to worldly attachments
he has renounced lust of all types and anger
The poet Narsi will like to see such a person by who's virtue,
the entire family gets salvation
Knows the pain of others
Does good to others
without letting pride enter his mind.
A Vaishnava, Tolerates and praises the entire world.
Does not speak ill of others
Keeps his promises, actions and thoughts pure
your mother is blessed indeed.
A Vaishnava sees everything equally, rejects greed and avarice
respects women as he respects his own mother
though his tongue may tire he will utter no untruth
Never touches the property of others.
A Vaishnava does not succumb to worldly attachments
he has renounced lust of all types and anger
The poet Narsi will like to see such a person by who's virtue,
the entire family gets salvation
Menoizikul; midweek musicalism
The Hutch exists in a part of the Bonny Land that is renowned for its foul weather. A greatly part of any given week, month, a year is spent under grey skies, with grey seas and hills reflecting the (insert number here) shades. It is one of the reasons the Hutch's interior contains things of many bright colours.
Every now and then though, breakthrough! Sometimes so blinding, I have to close the curtains. Sacrilege!!! Every time it turns up, I break into song. Can't help myself.
Every now and then though, breakthrough! Sometimes so blinding, I have to close the curtains. Sacrilege!!! Every time it turns up, I break into song. Can't help myself.
Menoizikul; midweek musicalism
Something from the Orthodox liturgy now, appropriate as we approach the Advent..."Oh Virgin Pure".
Menoizikul; midweek musicalism
Have been struggling to think 'menokakkul' of late. I may get back to it, but let the next few weeks bring a musical interlude.
On Monday I mentioned the Mod and having my sister and her clarsach teacher, a long-term friend of the Maestro, come and stay...and play. Well, here is a little clip of Miss E the teacher doing what she does best!
On Monday I mentioned the Mod and having my sister and her clarsach teacher, a long-term friend of the Maestro, come and stay...and play. Well, here is a little clip of Miss E the teacher doing what she does best!
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