The Atlantic recently published a very interesting article on the development of applause from ancient times to the present, comparing it to today's Facebook like buttons and such other modern amenities. Author Megan Garber includes some wonderful factoids in it, such as this one:
Today's post is a double-header, or what you might call two posts for the price of one. It is another chapter in the Singing Planet series, and the singer in question is singing, yes, "Take Me Out to the Ball Game."
What better time to listen to some Bach? Is there ever a bad time to listen to Bach? Having answered both of these questions thusly: "None," and "No,", I decided to see what was on the interwebs. Here are a couple I thought some of you might enjoy as well.
My last post announced the big lead-up to the Pittsburgh Symphony's Singing City concert, with a cast of literally thousands. Not to be outdone, and not to be deterred by the fact that The Pittsburgh Camerata is a small organization with an annual budget which would probably almost cover the bill for the annual paper towel budget for the Symphony, I set out to feast you all with a Singing Planet. The only rules are that the performers must be non-human, or even, possibly, non-sentient.
In just about a month, the Pittsburgh Symphony is going to present the Singing City concert. Christine Hestwood and Bob Page have assembled about 2,000 singers from Western PA (yes, 2,000 is not a misprint) and they will be performing with the PSO at Peterson Event Center. (Heinz Hall would not have been able to even accommodate the choir, much less the audience!) Many of the singers are high school students.
The Pittsburgh Camerata is a member of PMA, the Pittsburgh Music Alliance. This week the Program Administrator, Andrew Swensen, published a really lovely piece on the "Reflections and Notes" page called "Why PMA?
One of the pieces we are singing on this weekend's concert is Stephen Paulus' "Arise My Love My Fair One," on the famous text from the Song of Solomon. It was running through my head today as, dazzled by the unaccustomed sunshine in my office, I was watering the plants. I couldn't hear the voice of the turtle, alas. Nor the voice of the turtledove. Mainly I could hear Cato, my Emergency Backup Cat, snoring gently in his fleece kitty bed in the corner, and the voice of Mrs.
Well, so much for making regular contributions to the blog. I'm afraid this year has gotten away from me, and it's not looking like it is getting any better. But I do have some photos to share. I've discovered our Photo Gallery page takes you right to Facebook, and that annoys me, somehow, so I'm going to give all you Facebook abstainers another way to view some photos.
On Saturday, the third of August, at well after the stated time of 2:00PM, Ann Jones and Bob Smith were married at Our Lady of Sorry Acoustics. The delay was attributed to the late arrival of an aunt of the bride and was deftly covered by organist Reginald Laudfuss (now celebrating his seventh month at the church) who improvised on an original theme for well over ten minutes. This improvisation was accomplished in all minor keys without the use of the organ's wholly unnecessary transposer. Mr.
The Atlantic recently published a very interesting 
Today's post is a double-header, or what you might call two posts for the price of one. It is another chapter in the Singing Planet series, and the singer in question is singing, yes, "Take Me Out to the Ball Game." 
What better time to listen to some Bach? Is there ever a bad time to listen to Bach? Having answered both of these questions thusly: "None," and "No,", I decided to see what was on the interwebs. Here are a couple I thought some of you might enjoy as well.
My last post announced the big lead-up to the Pittsburgh Symphony's Singing City concert, with a cast of literally thousands. Not to be outdone, and not to be deterred by the fact that The Pittsburgh Camerata is a small organization with an annual budget which would probably almost cover the bill for the annual paper towel budget for the Symphony, I set out to feast you all with a Singing Planet. The only rules are that the performers must be non-human, or even, possibly, non-sentient. 
In just about a month, the Pittsburgh Symphony is going to present the Singing City concert. Christine Hestwood and Bob Page have assembled about 2,000 singers from Western PA (yes, 2,000 is not a misprint) and they will be performing with the PSO at Peterson Event Center. (Heinz Hall would not have been able to even accommodate the choir, much less the audience!) Many of the singers are high school students.
The Pittsburgh Camerata is a member of PMA, the Pittsburgh Music Alliance. This week the Program Administrator, Andrew Swensen, published a really lovely piece on the "Reflections and Notes" page called "Why PMA?
One of the pieces we are singing on this weekend's concert is Stephen Paulus' "Arise My Love My Fair One," on the famous text from the Song of Solomon. It was running through my head today as, dazzled by the unaccustomed sunshine in my office, I was watering the plants. I couldn't hear the voice of the turtle, alas. Nor the voice of the turtledove. Mainly I could hear Cato, my Emergency Backup Cat, snoring gently in his fleece kitty bed in the corner, and the voice of Mrs.
Thanks to singer 
Well, so much for making regular contributions to the blog. I'm afraid this year has gotten away from me, and it's not looking like it is getting any better. But I do have some photos to share. I've discovered our Photo Gallery page takes you right to Facebook, and that annoys me, somehow, so I'm going to give all you Facebook abstainers another way to view some photos.
