Monday, December 25, 2006

Midnight Mass

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Alleluia! Christ is risen! Ooops, wrong holiday.

Leo (the former Catholic school schoolboy, making his first appearance at Mass in years) and I went to midnight Mass tonight at St. Stephen Martyr Catholic Church, just a few blocks from where we live. It was a lovely service, and the parish hosted everyone in the parish hall afterwards for strawberries and champagne.

The church was beautifully decorated. As we walked on the sidewalk to the entry, two of the priests were outside lighting candles in the flower beds. Inside the church, two large green wreaths decorated with four big red bows apiece and lots of miniature white lights flanked the crucifix on the "east" wall. The four corners of the sanctuary each contained a large, live Christmas tree covered in white lights. Red and pink poinsettias surrounded the altar and appeared on top of the low walls in the place that would be the altar rail in older churches. Out in the nave, hurricane lamps with red candles rested on brass stands positioned on every other pew on both sides all the way down the center pace.

Since the parish's organ is out of commission, they added a harpist and the Washington Symphonic Brass (a very good quintet) as the primary musical accompaniment tonight, with the organist playing the electronic piano as a sort of continuo. Everything sounded nice, and even the priest chanted well.

A half hour choral and harp prelude started at 11:30. The harpist began with a three movement Suite to "Santa Lucia" by Michael O'Hanlan. Everyone got to sing Irby (Once in royal David's city), then the harpist played another O'Hanlan work, Swedish Christmas Suite, followed by everyone singing God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen. Then, from Benjamin Britten's A Ceremony of Carols, they did movements IVb. Balulalow, VI. This little babe, and VII. Interlude. At this point, the choir had made its way back to the narthex, where they sang a starkly contemporary but very beautiful newish work by Rodney Lister called "Nativitie," then an Ave Maria setting by David Conte.

Because of the very live acoustics in the nave, the harp was loud! The Lister, sung a capella, was definitely my favorite choral work of the evening.

The Mass opened with a choral introit, "Let Us Rejoice in the Lord," sung to "Plainsong 2002." Later the choir would sing "A Child Is Born in Bethlehem" to Gregorian Mode I during the blessing of the créche. The communion motet was "Hodie Christus Natus Est," by Giovanni Gabrieli, accompanied by the brass. For a postlude, the ensembles played the Final Chorale from J.S. Bach's Christmas Oratorio.

The processional hymn was Adeste Fidelis with full brass accompaniment; the offertory was Mendelssohn (Hark! The Herald Angels Sing), communion included a responsorial hymn with an antiphon based on Greensleeves (What child is this?), and for the recessional was Antioch (Joy to the World). The psalm antiphon setting was "Today is born our Savior," by Richard Proulx.

For the Mass setting, they used the Liturgy of the Assembly of the Faithful for the Confiteor, the simple plainsong for the Kyrie, Calvert Schenk's Modal Mass for the Gloria, an adaptation of Tomas Luis de Victoria's "O Magnum Mysterium" for the Gospel Acclamation (alleluias and verses), Richard Proulx's Mass for the City for the Sanctus, Memorial Acclamation, and Great Amen; David Clark Isele's Holy Cross Mass for the Agnus Dei, and André Gouzes' "Non sum dignus."

Monsignor Filardi, the pastor, was the principal concelebrant. During his homily, he asked the question, do we need a savior? Later in his talk, he told us what had happened at the 7 p.m. Mass earlier tonight. Since it was the first Christmas Eve Mass, they got to put the Baby Jesus in the créche, so they started the Mass with the Baby sculpture up by the altar where everyone could see it. At the appropriate time, Fr. Gurnee, who was celebrating that Mass, got all the altar boys and people organized and off in a procession to the créche to place the sculpture in the manger, and when they were half way there, they realized they'd forgotten the Baby!

The only "interesting" thing that happened at our Mass was during communion, when one of the servers knocked a glass wine decanter off the altar, which shattered with quite a crash.

As is typical for Catholic parishes, there was a full range of fashion statements from the blue jeans and t-shirt set (some adults, too, not just kids) to very dressy suits and dresses. Lots of women were wearing bright red tops, including one of the ushers, who wore a red sequined top so sparkly I couldn't tell if she was catching the light or if she was independently illuminated. Most of the adult men were in suits and ties (which is unusual at this parish, at least on Sunday mornings). I saw a lot of furs on the women tonight, including a lot of fur hats. The hats weren't just cold weather gear; some of them were wearing what I'll call for lack of a better term fur chapel caps, as the fur was so small it couldn't possibly have been intended to keep the wearer's head warm. It was interesting to try to guess all of the different animal pelts sitting on women's heads.

Here's a picture of this year's créche in the Marian side chapel, complete with the forgotten Baby Jesus.

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A happy and blessed Christmastide to all of you!

Sunday, December 24, 2006

Advent IV

Just in from Sunday morning church. Went to St. Stephen's with maybe eighty or so others.....the church was so empty, we practically each had a whole pew to ourselves! Sunday is a commandment and Christmas is a holy day of obligation, so I don't know why people think they can kill two birds with one stone and just go tonight.

I've decided to coin a new term: Medium Mass. Now, "low Mass" is when the service is just said, there is no music, nothing is chanted, there is no incense, and there is virtually no "ceremonial;" "high Mass" includes organ, choir, cantor, incense, all of the liturgical movements, vestments, and ceremonial, and people leave having been inspired by a "special" and glorious religious experience (yeah, yeah, you priests be quiet.....I'm trying to explain to the Great Unwashed Masses, uh, er, I mean, Protestants, the differences between high and low, and they don't understand the glory and mysteries of the Mass, even the low ones). Under my new definition of "Medium Mass," the service is somewhere in between low and high: there is music for the congregation to sing such as opening, closing, and offertory hymns, some of the Mass setting such as the Gloria and Sanctus is sung, but the priest doesn't chant anything and no incense is used.

The university chaplain was our celebrant and homilist this morning. The choir doesn't do the early service, so this Mass was just cantored.

Processional hymn was Morning Song (The King shall come when morning dawns), offertory was Nun komm der Heiden Heiland (Savior of the nations come), and the recessional was Besancon (People look east the time is near). There was supposed to be some kind of congregational responsorial marching hymn at communion with a Wilcocks antiphon "I will praise your name for forever," but, as usual, no one but the cantoress sang it. This morning's psalm used an antiphon setting by the parish's organist-choirmaster.

The Mass setting was a hodge-podge of the de Victoria "O Magnum Mysterium" setting of the Gospel alleluia, Proulx Mass for the City setting of the Sanctus and consecration statements, and the Gregorian Agnus Dei. Since the organ is still broken, the organist was playing a little electronic keyboard and kept using the "piano" with weird blends of other instruments. Fortunately for midnight Mass tonight, they are importing an additional harpist and the Washington Symphonic Brass to help out with the accompaniments.

The priest talked about Advent and Christmas Eve in his homily, but it was rather preaching to the choir to tell the eighty people in the pews that they should go to both services. The most interesting thing the priest had to say is that they were having strawberries and champagne after midnight Mass tonight!

Now it's time to see what I have to cook still for tonight's dinner. Ciao!

Thursday, December 21, 2006

Happy Yule!

Happy Yule tonight to all of you who celebrate the winter solstice!

Where's there going to be a good bonfire in D.C. tonight?

Wednesday, December 20, 2006

Tempest in a Teapot

The newspapers and television stations here in the Washington area, as well as many Internet news sources, have been sounding the warning that the sky is falling in, at least as it pertains to Christianity, more specifically the Episcopal Church in Virginia. Eight of the more conservative congregations in northern Virginia have voted not to be Episcopalians anymore. Well, as a cradle Episcopalian myself, let me assure you that these recent events are no big deal.

In reality, The Falls Church in Falls Church Va., and Truro Church in Fairfax, Va., have not been much of a part of the Diocese of Virginia for some time now. They've been withholding their parishes's diocesan assessment payments as a protest, not over events in Virginia or the local bishop, but in other dioceses of the church. Also somewhat out of the mainstream of the church, both of these parishes are very low church and evangelical in their beliefs, with their worship much more resembling Methodist services than Episcopalian. Perhaps most significant, though, I would guess that significantly more than half of the membership of these parishes consists of evangelical and fundamentalist converts to Episcopalianism—people who don't understand the tradition, doctrine, and discipline of the Church—who've joined these two parishes because of their social prestige.

Now, both of these parishes are fairly large, carrying with them the prestige of the Episcopal Church in the northern Virginia Washington suburbs and the history of pre-Revolution America, with Truro having been founded in 1732 and Falls Church in 1734; George Washington himself was a member of the vestry (congregational governing body) at Falls Church. In the grand scheme of things, though, I can not say that I will miss them or that their departure will have much of an impact on the Episcopal Church, and I'm actually rather happy to get rid of Truro and their troublesome minister who wanted a pointy hat so badly he had to go to Nigeria to get it.

Why these events have been national news, I do not know. The Episcopal Church is but a tiny presence in the United States, with just 2.3 million members, or about 0.77% of the national population. Compare that to the Romans Catholics, with 63.1 million members, the Baptists with 90 million members, or even the Methodists with 9 million members, and I just don't see why this has been headlines news around here. I suppose part of it has to do with the unique role and history of the Episcopal Church and Anglicanism in the nation's history.

The Episcopal Church is the remnant of the Church of England in the United States. As most of the early colonists in this country came from England, they were members of the Church of England, where the C of E was the official state religion. In the colonial era, the Church of England was even the official established religion in the colonies of Virginia, Massachusetts, New Jersey, lower New York, Maryland, South Carolina, North Carolina, and Georgia. During the Revolution, the C of E was "disestablished," as new clergy was required to swear allegiance to the British Crown, and the former Anglicans took on the denominational name of the "Episcopal Church."

The bulk of Episcopalians are on the east coast, however, since there was a critical shortage of clergy during and after the Revolution, and there were no Episcopal priests available to go with people moving west,. This critical clergy shortage was the primary motivator for C of E priest John Wesley to begin having ministers and even congregations call new ministers and ordain them to ministry, instead of going through the C of E with official ordination to the priesthood by a bishop. Wesley and his followers in "Methodism" conducted their first irregular ordinations in 1784, thus giving birth to what is today the Methodist Church and its offshoots.

After the Episcopal Church solved its clergy and bishop problems from 1784 to 1789, it began to continue its ministries and to thrive. The big difference, though, is that we began to see a socioeconomic shift, with the Episcopalians becoming the community leaders, professionals, and businessmen, while the working classes and the slaves tended towards more dynamic denominations such as the Methodists and the Anabaptists, and later the Pentecostals. From George Washington on, essentially all of the leaders of our new country were Episcopalians; even presidents George H. W. Bush is Episcopalian and George W. Bush was raised in the church before switching to the Methodism at the urging of his wife.

Even though we have no official state religion in the United States, we still have enough English history and ancestry here that the Episcopal Church has somehow been thrust into the role of being a pseudo-state religion, much as the C of E still is in the United Kingdom. The church across the park from the White House, St. John's Lafayette Square, is Episcopalian, and the Cathedral Church of Saints Peter and Paul, more commonly known as the National Cathedral, is also Episcopalian. Whenever the United States holds a state funeral or a national day of thanksgiving or remembrance, those services take place in the National Cathedral and "in the Episcopal manner." Thus, I suppose, we now can understand the influence, importance, and newsworthiness of happenings in the Episcopal Church both nationally and in Virginia.

The current strife, division, and extremism in the church is a parallel to the strife, division, and extremism that we see in national politics and our country as a whole. Much like we see the increasingly great polarization between Republican and Democrat, conservatives and liberals, we see divisions growing in the Episcopal Church between High Church (lots of ritual) and Low Church (virtually no ritual) and between social activist liberalism and social conservatism, with the hallmark of Anglicanism, the via media, being more and more abandoned. This is unfortunate, because the Anglican church since separating from Rome in 1534 has always accommodated a full range of practices and beliefs under the same umbrella. The Church of England has managed to exist and function with people within the church holding various forms of Anglo-Catholic, Puritan, Evangelical, Presbyterian, Methodist, and Unitarian beliefs, not to mention the vagaries of having everything done by the church approved by Parliament.

So, what's the problem with the handful of Virginia parishes leaving this month? Well, it's a long history that goes back to the 1960s. Back then, the church had a presiding bishop who was a social activist, pushing civil rights at a time when civil rights weren't such a given, especially in southern states like Virginia. He started the implementation of Equal Employment Opportunity and Affirmative Action in the church. A lot of Episcopalians were unhappy with all of this, and there was a small break off from the church that formed what has become today the splinter groups the Anglican Church of America and the Anglican Province of America.

The social turmoil of the '60s and '70s throughout the nation, plus the liturgical revisions coming from Rome as a result of Vatican II, caused the Episcopal Church to become more introspective and to review its operations and liturgies. The biggest change at this time was in 1970, when the church voted to allow women to be ordained as deacons (the first level of ordained clergy) in the church, and then in 1976, when it allowed women to be ordained as priests. There was a brief bubble of re-opposition in 1989, when the first female bishop was elected and consecrated. A lot of traditionalists had a hard time with the idea of female clergy—after all, we'd been raised to believe that the priest represented Jesus at the Last Supper during our communion services—and even more people left the church. Then the church introduced a new Book of Common Prayer in 1979, to replace the 1928 version. For some reason, the traditionalists just went crazy about how "awful" the new book was, which was something I never particularly understood; one would think that the 1928 book (the third book in the United States) had been personally dictated by God or something. The primary changes were moving the time the Gloria was said or sung from after communion to the beginning of the service after the Kyrie (in the Catholic position), and, while keeping liturgies in the traditional thees and thous of Jacobean English, it added a full set of alternative "Rite 2" liturgies in contemporary English. It also encouraged parishes to use the communion service (Holy Eucharist or Mass) as the primary worship service on Sundays instead of Morning Prayer or Matins. More of the anti-female clergy people used the new prayer book as yet another excuse to leave the church. Many of the current dissenting congregations have grumbled ever since.

Before the current "crisis," there were still three out of the 111 Episcopal Church dioceses that do not ordain women to the clergy. I have a lot of familiarity with one, the Diocese of Fort Worth. While Bishop Jack Iker and his "Ikerite" clergy followers are all rabidly and rather obnoxiously conservative, the people I know in the church pews in the Fort Worth area do not agree with their clergy's anti-woman stands. I also understand that one of the "obstinate" dioceses, a tiny diocese out in California, has been posturing itself to withdraw from the Episcopal Church. I suspect that they have the similar problem of the people not agreeing with the orthodoxy and egos of the bishop and clergy.

Do not think that all of these "defections" are major. In fact, they are just a tiny, but vocal percentage of the church as a whole. The vast majority of the over 7,000 Episcopal congregations are electing to stay, partially because they don't care about the theological changes, probably mostly because there is no prestige in being a member of a splinter Anglican church like there is in being an Episcopalian, and to some extent because some people actively believe that women and homosexuals are people and entitled to full rights and participation in the church. Most of the splinter congregations have since died out, with their former members drifting either to Methodism or back into the Episcopal Church, and those congregations still remaining are small and essentially socially insignificant.

The big complaint of the departing congregations is both a High Church vs. Low Church debate and a result of their evangelical-style beliefs denying homosexuals civil rights and the right to be ordained as ministers in the church. The first openly gay priest was ordained in 1989, then the big controversy occurred in 2003 when the Diocese of New Hampshire elected openly gay and gay-partnered Gene Robinson to be their bishop. Then earlier this year, the triennial General Convention of the church made a big surprise move when it elected a dark horse nominee, Katharine Jefferts-Shori, to be presiding bishop—the first female presiding bishop in the United States and the first female national primate in the entire Anglican Communion. She was installed here in Washington last month. Her election was the big spark for the current round of departures.

Individual Episcopalians and even congregations have the right to leave the church. After all, Anglicanism itself started when the British left the Roman Catholic Church in the 16th century. The Falls Church and Truro Church, and their "seed" churches (those other half dozen congregations that voted to leave), all have the right to leave. However, they should not expect to retain their church buildings and property. Canon law in the Episcopal Church has long been clear that property belongs to the diocese, not the individual parish. My ancestors and I did not make contributions to the Falls Church and Truro Church for them to become splinter groups; we gave our gifts to the churches so they could continue the work and mission of the Episcopal Church in Falls Church and Fairfax. It is that line of thinking that supports the diocesan position of property ownership. Would George Washington have wanted his financial support of the Falls Church to go to support the work of the Church of Nigeria instead of the Episcopal Church? I know I certainly don't.

This brings up another thorn in the process. The Most Rev'd Peter Akinola is a self-described "very low church evangelical" who happens to be archbishop and the primate of the Anglican Church of Nigeria. He has been like a child throwing a tantrum. He threatened to pull the Church of Nigeria out of the Anglican Communion back in 2003 when the Blair Government nominated openly gay priest Jeffrey John to become Bishop of Reading, a nomination Reading subsequently relinquished. He currently opposes American and Canadian participation in the Anglican Consultative Conference because of their positions on women and homosexuals in the church and in the clergy. He is the archbishop who threatened violence against Muslims in Nigeria. He says nothing about the cultural oppression of women in Nigeria. He supports laws in Nigeria that would criminalize same sex marriage, gay groups and organizations, and public gay gatherings or parades, mandating five year prison terms for violations. And, most problematic, he is violating the Anglican tradition of national churches staying out of the affairs of other national churches and not establishing congregations in other countries. He has signed a "concordat" with Episcopal Church splinter groups the Reformed Episcopal Church and the Anglican Province of America, neither of which are recognized by the Anglican Communion. And most recently, he has created the Convocation of Anglicans in North America, or CANA, as a new splinter group designed to siphon off more conservative Episcopal parishes and even to supplant the Episcopal Church in the United States.

To help in his CANA goals, earlier this fall Abp. Akinola consecrated the rector of Truro Church, the overly-ambitious Martyn Minns, as his missionary bishop for North America. The egomaniacal Akinola and the equally egomaniacal Minns are the main promoters of division today. Truro Church, the Falls Church, and their half dozen subsidiary congregations have all placed themselves under the canonical supervision of the Church of Nigeria, which, interestingly enough is not canonical.

What I find particularly amusing and ironic about these two churches wanting to become a part of the Church of Nigeria is their lily white, subtly racist congregations and their historic lack of outreach to the black and minority communities. Further, when the television reporters were at these parishes during the secession votes last Sunday, they took long shots of the congregation in the church, and I practically rolled on the floor laughing during the news when I spotted two people I know to be homosexuals in the congregation.

So, what will come of all of this? Nothing much, I think.

Certainly there will be litigation over the church properties, since the Diocese of Virginia's rightful claim to ownership is being challenged by the parishes. The splinter churches will go off on their own, becoming more and more low church, more and more "Methodist," and I predict that they will soon begin to hemorrhage members. Whether or not they ultimately dissolve into oblivion, I do not know.

The Archbishop of Canterbury and the Anglican Communion as a whole has to deal with its own crisis, as not just the American church, but the Canadian and New Zealand churches, have all taken positions supporting the civil rights of homosexuals and the ordination of women to the clergy. Modern, "western" cultures and countries will continue to join that progressiveness. At the same time, the African churches are becoming more and more conservative and more and more out of the Anglican mainstream. Canterbury is going to have to decide either to pull the Africans back into the fold or to sever ties with them, since their constant attempts to hold the entire worldwide church hostage can no longer be tolerated.

Meanwhile, I just want the Africans to keep their noses out of American church business. Life goes on. And, unfortunately, the politics of Truro, Falls Church, and Abp. Akinola do nothing to advance the work of the Episcopal Church or the Anglican Communion and just serve as yet another reason for "lukewarm Christianity" and agnosticism to grow in North America. Shame on them.

Sunday, December 17, 2006

Music at St. John's




A Festival of Lessons and Carols
Saint John's Episcopal Church, Lafayette Square
Washington, District of Columbia

December 17, 2006



Choral Prelude: Benjamin Britten, A Hymn to the Virgin

Processional Carol: Irby, Once in royal David's city

Lesson 1: Genesis 3:8-15, 17-19
Carol: William Bradley Roberts, Adam Lay Ybounden, with Annette Anfinrud, soprano

Lesson 2: Isaiah 9:2, 6, 7
Congregational Carol: Veni, veni Emmanuel, O come, O come Emmanuel

Lesson 3: Micah 5:2-5a
Congregational Carol: Forest Green, O little town of Bethlehem

Lesson 4: Isaiah 7:10-15
Carol: Cantus organum/Michael Praetorius/Hugo Distler, Lo! How a Rose E'er Blooming

Lesson 5: Luke 1:26-35, 38
Congregational Carol: Gabriel's Message, The angel Gabriel from heaven came

Lesson 6: Luke 1:39-56
Carol: Herbert Howells, A Spotless Rose, with Michael Pahr, baritone

Lesson 7: Luke 2:1-7
Carol: Jan Pieterszoon Sweelinck, Hodie Christus natus est

Lesson 8: John 1:1-14
Congregational Carol: God Rest You Merry, God rest you merry, gentlemen

Offertory Carol: George Frederic Handel, Rejoice Greatly from Messiah, Claire Kuttler, soprano soloist
Congregational Carol: Mendelssohn, Hark! The herald angels sing

Recessional Carol: Gloria, Angels we have heard on high

Postlude: Charles-Marie Widor, Toccata from Symphonie V



This morning Robert and I went to Lafayette Square for Christmas lessons and carols at St. John's. It's a little early, but since next Sunday is both Advent 4 and Christmas Eve, we forgive them. It's their adaptation of the traditional King's College, Cambridge, Service of Nine Lessons and Carols, which, for some reason at St. John's, is only eight lessons and carols. I sat in the balcony for the first time, and it provided a very nice place to see and hear the blend of the music.

The video above is the world premiere of the choirmaster's new setting of "Adam Lay Ybounden," which I thought was surprisingly pleasant and potentially useful for other choirs to sing (second performance-worthiness of most modern compositions is usually lacking), and that he just wrote last month especially for this service.

As I've previously mentioned, the choir is small (thirteen names are listed in the program), but they are very professional sounding and have, most of the time, a good blend (there was some soprano vibrato soaring out a few times today). They were particularly lovely when singing the Britten choral prelude, including an antiphonal quartet up in the balcony.

The organist played some very nice hymn accompaniments today, especially for The Angel Gabriel and God Rest Ye, Merry. He attempted the Widor Toccata for the postlude, which was fun, but a tad bit slow for my tastes (you organists stop cringing and put your daggers away!), but then, I like the Widor brisk.

After the postlude, they had a brief low Mass for the third or so of the congregation that cared to stay to receive Communion. When we went up to receive, I knelt at their rather tall altar rail, and as I lifted my hands to receive the Host, I leaned up against the rail and it inadvertently triggered the music button in my Christmas tie. Thus, we reverently ate Jesus to the tune of "Santa Claus Is Coming to Town."

But at least no one can accuse me of not turning off my cell phone.

Friday, December 15, 2006

Holiday felicitations

Happy Hanukkah to all my Jewish friends and readers!!

The menorrah's filled with candles, but one of you is going to have to come over here and show me what to do with it. I'll make you some potato latkes, if you do!

I'm ready for my presents, now.

Monday, December 11, 2006

Advent at St. Paul's

Last weekend for Advent 1, several churches had Advent Lessons and Carols services. I ended up at the National Cathedral for theirs, reserving this weekend for the "encore performance" of St. Paul's K Street's Advent Procession with Lessons and Carols. So many people want to go hear St. Paul's service, they have to do two full services, both standing room only, with the second being yesterday for Advent 2.

The Advent service is based on the one created at King's College, Cambridge, in 1934, about a decade after King's originated the Christmas service of Nine Lessons and Carols (which you can hear broadcast on public radio stations every Christmas morning). St. Paul's service is sung by their combined choirs, with their adults, boys choir, and girls choir. I always hate it when they have to combine the boys and girls, because they each have very different sounds; I'm a great fan of the English boy choir sound, and putting girls in with it ruins the purity of the music.

The service went well. They did have a bit of a problem with the Ecce Dominus veniet at the beginning when the girls missed their entrance and then came in wrong, which then threw off another section, a big problem in polyphonic music, so they had to stop and start over. I imagine it's hard to keep all the sections together when they are spread out down each of the side aisles. They did a new hymn, Chance, that I hated (very hard for congregational singing), and an old hymn, Little Cornard, that was really too high for the congregation and jumped around (like a C up over an octave to E-flat). One particularly nice moment during the evening was the Taverner "Hymn to the Mother of God."

There was one of their usual receptions in the parish hall following the service, with cases and cases of wine (I noticed chardonnay, sauvignon blanc, merlot, and shiraz) and a big assortment of shrimp, cheeses and cheese dips, pates, miniature sandwiches, sweets, etc.

Here's the program:




An Advent Procession with Lessons and Carols
St. Paul's Episcopal Church (K Street)
Washington, District of Columbia

December 10, 2006


Matin Responsory: Palestrina, Aspiciens a longe
Choral Hymn: Puer nobis nascitur, Come, thou Redeemer of the earth
Invitatory: Richard Lloyd, Drop down, ye heavens, from above

First Lesson: Zechariah 2:10-13
Choral Carol: Otto Goldschmidt, A tender shoot hath started up
Hymn: Veni, veni, Emmanuel, O come, O come Emmanuel

Second Lesson: Isaiah 1:1-10
Motet: Praetorius, Ecce Dominus veniet
Hymn: Thornbury, Blessed be the God of Israel

Third Lesson: Isaiah 40:1-8
Motet: Guillaume Dufay, Ut queant laxis
Hymn: Merton, Hark! A thrilling voice is sounded

Fourth Lesson: Baruch 4:36—5:9
Hymn: Winchester New, On Jordan's bank the Baptist's cry
Anthem: Ernest Bullock, St. John Baptist
Motet: John Tavener, A Hymn to the Mother of God

Fifth Lesson: Luke 1:26-38
Hymn: Chance, Mary, how lovely
Motet: Patrick Hadley, I sing of a maiden

Sixth Lesson: Jeremiah 31:31-34
Hymn: Little Cornard, Hills of the north, rejoice
Anthem: Edward Elgar, Light out of darkness, from The Light of Life

Seventh Lesson: Revelation 21:5-7; 22:12-13, 20
Congregational Chorale: Wachet auf!, Wake, awake, for night is flying

Vesper Reponsory: Palestrina, Judae et Hierusalem
Hymn: Helmsley, Lo! He comes with clouds descending

Advent 2

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Yesterday morning we walked over to St. John's Lafayette Square to go to church with our friend Max. We didn't get to sit with him, though. As it turned out, Max (who's older than me by nearly a decade) had to be an altar boy!

We walked in towards the end of the prelude. A tenor from the choir was singing "Comfort ye" and "Every valley shall be exhalted" from Messiah. Prior to the service, the rector said a prayer and they lighted the two candles in the Advent wreath. I was pleased to see that they were using Sarum blue for the candles in the wreath, the altar frontal, and the priests' stoles. St. John's is, alas, a rather low church parish, so the celebrant doesn't wear a chasuble.

Processional hymn was Valet will ich dir geben (the tune from the popular Palm Sunday hymn), sequence was Winchester New, presentation was Aurelia (with the words Our Father by whose servants), and the recessional was Ascension. The Psalm was a cantored plainsong chant. After the communion motet, the choir sang this hymn called "O come to my heart, Lord Jesus," asking the congregation to sing the refrain, but I don't think anybody did it. For the Mass setting, they only sang the Sanctus, using the Proulx A Community Mass.

presidentspewFor the offertory, the choir sang "Comfort, comfort ye my people," arranged by Claude Goudimel. The communion motet was "Prepare the way, O Zion," arranged by an unattributed composer based on the 14th century Swedish melody. For a small group, the choir always sounds surprisingly good.

The rector preached about preparing for Christmas and whether or not we needed a Messiah, saying that was the message and purpose of St. John the Baptist. Nephew Ryan thought he'd had too much coffee before Mass, but that's just Fr. León; I like a minister who doesn't dawdle.

One of their priestesses served as celebrant. Her sense of dignity and reverence was appalling. She didn't genuflect (or even bow) or do the Elevations during the consecration of the bread and wine; when it was time for the Fraction, she hurriedly raised the host and popped it in twain, then flung her arms out as though she were saying "Look what I did!"

Max, of course, took us around after the service and introduced us to tons of people. Ryan hadn't been to this particular church before, so we had to give him the 5¢ tour, and he was really excited about the President's Pew and the various needlepointed kneelers commemorating all the presidents since Abraham Lincoln. Ryan even posed for a picture, kneeling and trying to look pious, in the President's Pew.

After church, Max took us to Annie's for brunch.

Sunday, December 3, 2006

Oklahoma organist

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After Advent Lessons and Carols at the National Cathedral this evening, the cathedral presented John Daniel Schwandt in recital in their "Celebrity Organ Recital" series. Schwandt is the principal organ professor and director of the American Organ Institute at the University of Oklahoma in Norman. I've been anxious to meet him since he came to OU, since he has a very active vision as to the role of organists in modern music and how they need to be more than just church musicians. My friend John was in graduate school with Dr. Schwandt at Indiana University, too.

Once the service was over and the chancel cleared and rearranged, they allowed people to enter and sit in the Great Quire to listen to the concert. I knew better than that, because most visiting organists are enamoured of the enormous trompette-en-chamade over the high altar. For those unfamiliar with organs, the en-chamade is a division of long organ pipes with a trumpet-type bell at the end that are mounted horizontally instead of vertically; they are used for fanfares and festal occasions when one wants to blast a melody out over the full organ. Pipes like this in most churches are usually so loud that the congregation/audience jumps when they first hear it (I used to like to use it at the church where I used to work in Tulsa cause it made the babies cry).

Schwandt turned out to be a very good organist. His playing was crisp and precise, even in a lot of the difficult fast passages in some of the works. I also liked his registrations and the way he provided variety without making it sound like he was trying to demonstrate every sound on the organ. There were a couple of times his playing sounded out of alignment to me out in the nave, but they were notes played simultaneously from different ranks on the organ, so that may have been an illusion of sound due to the distance between pipes (keep in mind the cathedral is huge and the organ has over 10,650 pipes).

The recital opened with Marcel Dupré's transcription of J. S. Bach's Sinfonia from Cantata No. 29 "We Thank Thee, God." It's a familiar tune for those who listen to organ music now and then.

Next on the list was a set of Three Improvisations created by Schwandt. He said that they were going to be total improvisations and he hadn't pre-planned them. The first was done in the French classic style, the second in the German baroque style, and the third in the contemporary style. I absolutely loved the contemporary improvisation; think "Music from the Hearts of Space" on public radio, only with a melody. He then immediately segued into the French Romantic style with Alexandre Guilmant's March sur un Thème de Handel, Op. 15, No. 2.

The American entry in the recital was Calvin Hampton's Prayer and Alleluias from Three Pieces. Then concluding the formal part of the program was Maurice Dufuflé's tour-de-force, Prelude and Fugue on the name ALAIN, Op. 7.

Because the lesson and carols service delayed the start of the recital by half an hour, I had to slip out at that point. For an encore of sorts, Schwandt was going to solicit musical themes from the audience and play improvisations on them. As it was I just barely made it to the bus on time, having to run across the street to catch it as it pulled up to the stop.

I feel so devoted tonight. By going to lessons and carols and the recital, I missed the chance to play fan/paparazzo down at the Kennedy Center, where they were doing the Kennedy Center Honors show today (usually nationally broadcast Christmas week), and lots of people gather to catch a glimpse of the glitterati. The President and First Lady always go, plus all the dozens and dozens of celebrities. This year's honorees included Steven Spielberg, Lord Andrew Lloyd Webber, Dolly Parton, Zubin Mehta, and Smokey Robinson.

Oh, above and below are a couple of pictures I snapped of the exterior of the cathedral at night.

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Lessons and carols

Advent Lessons and Carols
The Cathedral Church of Saints Peter and Paul
"Washington National Cathedral"
Washington, D.C.
3 December 2006


wreath1Choral Prelude: Glorystar Children's Chorus, Potomac, Maryland
Organ Prelude: Bruce Neswick, Aria from "Partita on Winchester New"

Introit: Plainsong: O Sapientia
Opening Hymn: Veni, veni, Emmanuel

First Lesson: Isaiah 40:1-11
Anthem: Ralph Vaughn Williams, "This is the truth sent from above"
Hymn: Stuttgart

Second Lesson: Ezekiel 47:1-2, 6-12
Anthem: Herbert Howells, "A spotless Rose"
Hymn: Wachet auf

Third Lesson: Baruch 4:36 - 5:9
Anthem: arr, Barry Ferguson, Besançon Carol"
Hymn: Winchester New

Fourth Lesson: Mark 1:1-15
Anthem: Robert Parsons, Ave Maria

Fifth Lesson: Luke 1:26-38
Anthem: arr. Andrew Carter, Angelus ad Virginem

Recessional Hymn: Helmsley

Postlude: Max Reger, Fugue on "Wachet auf, ruft uns die Stimme," Op. 62, No. 2



Went to a lovely service of Advent lessons and carols this afternoon at the National Cathedral. The Cathedral Choir of Men and Girls sang from the chancel and a mixed group of adults called Cathedral Voices sang from the mid-nave. It was lovely to see all of the clergy and musicians in proper choir dress: cassock, surplice, academic hood, and tippets for the clergy.

I was excited to see my friend John singing in the choir this afternoon. We have to take him shopping, though: he was the only man in the choir not wearing a hood! Shame, shame!

They had moved the port-a-altar from the crossing platform, so we didn't have to deal with that.

There were a couple of odd things in the liturgy (which, of course, is not surprising; they really must get rid of that priestess who's been the liturgist of late). Mid-service, they had the cathedral choir process to a spot in the south transcept to sing an anthem, then process to the Advent wreath that was set up mid-nave to sing another anthem, then process back up. I've no idea why they did that or what purpose it served, especially since no clergy traveled with the choir to say collects at those two stations. During the final anthem, they lit the candles they had earlier distributed to each member of the congregation. Again, I'm not sure what the purpose of that was. As there were prayers of the people (some sappy modern creation written by the liturgist), some concluding prayers, and a recessional hymn to do, it was difficult to juggle the long, skinny candle with the service booklet and a hymnal. I saw people dripping wax all over the place.

All in all, though, it was a nice service. I was glad they only did five lessons instead of the traditional nine! I'd debated whether to go out to the cathedral or to stay in the neighborhood to see Advent Lessons and Carols at St. Paul's K Street; St. Paul's is repeating the service next Sunday evening, so I decided to go to their version next week.

Advent I

StMarys


Today is the First Sunday in Advent, so I decided to go to Mass this morning at St. Mary's Foggy Bottom. St. Mary's is one of the historically black churches in D.C., and just happens to be a block from the condo.

It's a nice little church that did a major restoration of their nave about a year ago. You can see on the far right above some plastic sheeting over the organ pipes; they are doing some roof repair over them that was generating a lot of dust and debris, so that's why the organ is temporarily not being used. They did have, however, the dreadfully out of tune electronic organ visible on the far left, so they still had suitable accompaniment for the service.

As you can see, they are using an inappropriately small, narrow table as a crossing altar. I hate it. I don't know why they don't just use the real altar, since it's not like it's a big church where the priest would be half a football field away from the congregation (as is the case at the National Cathedral). The celebrant can barely get everything on the table, and during communion, it's very cramped and crowded up there for the communicants. The other thing I don't like (which is the reason I only go here once a year) is the parish is way too friendly. When they pass the peace, they like to wander around the nave and greet as many people as possible, not just those in their immediate vicinities. And, after the service, they made announcements and introduce visitors, making them talk to explain who they are and where they're from. The priest-in-charge didn't remember me, but I deferred, saying that I'd been there before; thankfully, he didn't push. Otherwise, it's a nice little parish and it was liturgically adequate.

Hymns this morning were Merton for the processional, Bangor for the sequence, Richmond for the presentation, St. Flavian during post-communion ablutions, and Helmsley for the recessional. The Mass setting was the Deutsche Messe adaptation of the Schubert Mass. The choir did "From the Rising of the Sun" by F.A. Gore Ouseley for the offertory and "I Want to Be Ready," an arrangement of a spiritual, by R. Nathaniel Dett. I forgot what the sermon was about.