Organists and Organ Playing

It’s so Carl!

Karl Bachman remarked to me, “It’s so Carl!” when he heard the chant Ubi caritas sung in procession from the courtyard at last Sunday’s All Saints Day concert in memory of Carl Crosier. The concert began with seven peals from the courtyard bell, then the slow procession of the Lutheran Church of Honolulu Choir and the Hawaii Vocal… Read More It’s so Carl!

Organists and Organ Playing

A taste of heaven

When I got into the car this morning, of course public radio came on, and I immediately recognized the music. It was Olivier Messiaen’s Alleluias sereins d’une ame qui desire le ciel (Serene alleluias from a soul who desires heaven) from his Ascension Suite for organ, although the performance was done in an orchestrated version. And then guess what… Read More A taste of heaven

Organists and Organ Playing

Back to school

Today, I drove to Iolani School for chapel, something I did for twenty years, and for the first time, I didn’t play the organ —instead I was the chapel speaker, which was a first! It didn’t feel altogether strange to be in the building since I just played a funeral and the Diocesan Convention Eucharist… Read More Back to school

Organists and Organ Playing

Birthday present

Imagine my delight when I opened up today’s online edition of our local newspaper, the Honolulu Star-Advertiser! The editors ran the same photo of Carl as appeared in his obituary, one that I had never seen before it was published last year. (The photo was taken by the newspaper photographer who accompanied Steven Mark, staff writer, who… Read More Birthday present

Organists and Organ Playing

Not bug music!

I recently overheard someone was looking forward to hearing the upcoming Duruflé Requiem but wasn’t so excited about hearing a new work by American composer Frank Ferko (born 1950) which is on the first half of the program. This person was perhaps thinking of the stereotype of “modern music” which is highly dissonant, with no… Read More Not bug music!

Organists and Organ Playing

Scrambling

When I walked into the choir room at St. Andrew’s Cathedral this morning, and someone asked me how I was doing (presumably because I am supposedly “retired,”) I answered, “Scrambling . . . Not scrambled, like eggs, or my brain, but scrambling.” That’s because it was only Thursday afternoon that I received all the choral… Read More Scrambling