SKU: BT.GOB-000725-030

In ‘A Summer Holiday’ Patrick Millstone takes us with him on a journey. After a year’s hard work we may finally enjoy a well-earned holiday. The first part of this three-part composition has the appropriate title ‘On Tour’. When we chose our holiday destination, the brochure said that it would be bathed in sunlight every day. Unfortunately, this turns out not to be the case. Somewhat melancholically, we play round games in our summer house on a ‘Rainy Day’. However, the next day, when the sun again has driven away all the clouds, we naturally visit the ‘Crowded Beach’, where we enjoy both sun, sea and beach once again.

In ‘A Summer Holiday’ neemt Patrick Millstone ons mee op reis. Na een jaar hard werken kunnen we van een welverdiende vakantie genieten. Het eerste deel van deze driedelige compositie heeft de toepasselijke titel ‘On Tour’. Bijhet uitzoeken van de vakantie, stond in de folder dat onze bestemming zonovergoten zou zijn. Dit blijkt helaas niet alle dagen zo te zijn. Met enige weemoed zitten we in ons huisje wat gezelschapsspelletjes te doen op deze ‘RainyDay’. Maar als de zon de wolken verdreven heeft, en dat is de volgende dag zo, gaan we natuurlijk met z’n allen naar de ‘Crowded Beach’, waar we genieten van zon, zee en strand.

SKU: CR.984299

ISBN 9780758661807. 7 x 10.25 inches.

This familiar Christmas carol is given an ethereal setting by Brian L. Hanson. Supported by a gentle, lilting accompaniment, the strains of 'Still, Still, Still' interweave in both the accompaniment and choral parts. Soaring vocal lines, rich harmonies, and imaginative text painting point to the wonder and mystery of Christmas.

In the bleak midwinter,
Frosty wind made moan,
Earth stood hard as iron,
Water like a stone;
Snow had fallen, snow on snow,
Snow on snow,
In the bleak midwinter,
Long ago.

Heaven cannot hold Him,
Nor earth sustain;
Heav'n and earth shall flee away
When He comes to reign;
In the bleak midwinter,
A stable place sufficed
The Lord God Almighty,
Jesus Christ.

Still, still, still,
One can hear the falling snow.
For all is hushed, the world is sleeping,
Holy star its vigil keeping.
Still, still, still,
One can hear the falling snow.

What can I give Him,
Poor as I am?
If I were a shepherd,
I would bring a lamb;
If I were a Wise Man,
I would do my part;
Yet what I can I give Him—
What can I give Him?
Give my heart.

SKU: HL.49019283

ISBN 9790001179652. 9.0x12.0x0.061 inches.

Nocturnes have a long tradition - from the notturni by Mozart and Haydn via the nocturnes of the Romantic era to Chopin who elevated the genre to fascinating character piece: He created ambivalently shining gems in an unreal world of human nature which were as close to the extremely sublime as to a demonic abyss. Enjott Schneider's '3 Nocturnes', the core of each of which is characterized by a Latin motto, stand in this tradition. Cicero's 'Somnus est imago mortus' sees sleep as a resemblance of death. 'Die Zeit eilt weg, die Liebe aber bleibt' [Time passes but love remains] explores the ambivalence between that what is hurrying and that what stays eternally. Ovid's 'Der Tropfen hohlt den Stein nicht durch Kraft, sondern durch stetes Fallen' [The drop hollows the stone, not by force but by constant dripping] has its counterpart in a minimalist motif which has a lasting influence on the listener through its constant sounding.