SKU: HL.388340
UPC: 196288025573. 6.75x10.5x0.033 inches.
Set to the poem, Upon the Swallow, this thoughtful anthem speaks of hope and courage. The relaxed tempo ushers a message of optimism and encourages all to not go where the path may lead. Instead, go where there is no path and leave a trail..
SKU: HL.295214
ISBN 9781540055514. UPC: 888680946005. 6.75x10.5x0.019 inches.
Written by Phil Everly of The Everly Brothers, this popular song was a huge hit when the incomparable Linda Ronstadt covered it in 1975. This arrangement is straight-ahead fun with the energy and drive of the original recording. Well-written harmony will appeal to all mixed choirs as well as men's and women's ensembles as a pop choral for concert or show!
SKU: HL.48023390
UPC: 888680040437. 6.75x10.5x0.036 inches.
This work is a celebration of the journey towards womanhood with its joys, mysteries and possibilities. Spirited ascending melodies, dance-like rhythms and vocal percussive sounds unfold into a structured improvisation wherein the members of the choir whisper their aspirations for the future, together forming a sea of sonic dreams.
SKU: HL.48021254
UPC: 884088652203. 6.75x10.5 inches.
With a text by thirteenth century poet Meister Eckhart that speaks of the fall from and a return to grace, composer Brewbaker uses mostly homophonic writing with soft, contemporary harmonies to find the soul's rightful place in the universe. This emotional showstopper calls for the full range of a woman's voice and mature emotions. Duration: ca. 4:00.Performed by Somerset Festival Chorus at Wells Cathedral in England, Emily Ellsworth, conductor.
SKU: HL.210333
UPC: 888680659097. 6.75x10.5 inches.
Singing, especially with others, binds people together and drives away despair through the spontaneous joy of song. In this buoyant original work, each happy verse is built on an alliterative phrase with the other voices singing “ding a ding ding!” for an irresistible concert moment!
SKU: HL.285843
UPC: 888680891084. 6.75x10.5x0.036 inches. Mary Donnelly/George L.O. Strid.
Word painting takes center stage with this light and bright setting of the Sara Teasdale poem The Cloud. A light and wistful flute obligato (included in the back of the octavo) help students capture this feeling of playfulness and wonder that young people often feel when considering fluffy clouds overhead. The supportive piano accompaniment makes this easy to learn.
SKU: CF.CM9575
ISBN 9781491153970. UPC: 680160912476. 6.875 x 10.5 inches. Key: F minor. English. Mei-Li Medvar. Original.
When I found Born on a Fishing Boat in an issue of Poetry While You Wait in Colorado Springs, Colorado, I was immediately struck by Ms. Lius simple, evocative words. While I sat in the cafe on a cold January day waiting for my coffee, I closed my eyes and envisioned what it might be like to lie on my back in a small fishing boat and look up at the stars. I stole the free booklet of poetry and trudged home in the snow, already hearing the piano part in my mind. I would encourage anyone who is interested in learning more about Mei-Li Lius life and work to purchase her book Ten Thousand Miles from Home, published by Dragon Press (ISBN: 9780976137009). I sincerely hope I have honored her art with this setting. Born on a Fishing Boat I was born on fishing boat Lying in basket Ocean tide rocking me to sleep Papa fishing all-day and all-night Mamas washings hanging on line Above my head Misty sea washing my face Northern wind whispering to my ears Angel of sea kissing my forehead Beneath paper moon My little arms out from the cradle Out to the breeze Happy, born on fishing boat By the sea.When I found aBorn on a Fishing Boata in an issue of Poetry While You WaitA in Colorado Springs, Colorado, I was immediately struck by Ms. Liuas simple, evocative words. While I sat in the cafA(c) on a cold January day waiting for my coffee, I closed my eyes and envisioned what it might be like to lie on my back in a small fishing boat and look up at the stars. I astolea the free booklet of poetry and trudged home in the snow, already hearing the piano part in my mind. I would encourage anyone who is interested in learning more about Mei-Li Liuas life and work to purchase her bookA Ten Thousand Miles from Home, published by Dragon Press (ISBN: 9780976137009). I sincerely hope I have honored her art with this setting. Born on a Fishing Boat I was born on fishing boat Lying in basket Ocean tide rocking me to sleep Papa fishing all-day and all-night Mamaas washings hanging on line Above my head Misty sea washing my face Northern wind whispering to my ears Angel of sea kissing my forehead Beneath paper moon My little arms out from the cradle Out to the breeze Happy, born on fishing boat By the sea.When I found Born on a Fishing Boat in an issue of Poetry While You Wait in Colorado Springs, Colorado, I was immediately struck by Ms. Liu's simple, evocative words. While I sat in the cafe on a cold January day waiting for my coffee, I closed my eyes and envisioned what it might be like to lie on my back in a small fishing boat and look up at the stars. I stole the free booklet of poetry and trudged home in the snow, already hearing the piano part in my mind. I would encourage anyone who is interested in learning more about Mei-Li Liu's life and work to purchase her book Ten Thousand Miles from Home, published by Dragon Press (ISBN: 9780976137009). I sincerely hope I have honored her art with this setting. Born on a Fishing Boat I was born on fishing boat Lying in basket Ocean tide rocking me to sleep Papa fishing all-day and all-night Mama's washings hanging on line Above my head Misty sea washing my face Northern wind whispering to my ears Angel of sea kissing my forehead Beneath paper moon My little arms out from the cradle Out to the breeze Happy, born on fishing boat By the sea.When I found Born on a Fishing Boat in an issue of Poetry While You Wait in Colorado Springs, Colorado, I was immediately struck by Ms. Liu's simple, evocative words. While I sat in the cafe on a cold January day waiting for my coffee, I closed my eyes and envisioned what it might be like to lie on my back in a small fishing boat and look up at the stars. I stole the free booklet of poetry and trudged home in the snow, already hearing the piano part in my mind. I would encourage anyone who is interested in learning more about Mei-Li Liu's life and work to purchase her book Ten Thousand Miles from Home, published by Dragon Press (ISBN: 9780976137009). I sincerely hope I have honored her art with this setting. Born on a Fishing Boat I was born on fishing boat Lying in basket Ocean tide rocking me to sleep Papa fishing all-day and all-night Mama's washings hanging on line Above my head Misty sea washing my face Northern wind whispering to my ears Angel of sea kissing my forehead Beneath paper moon My little arms out from the cradle Out to the breeze Happy, born on fishing boat By the sea.When I found “Born on a Fishing Boat†in an issue of Poetry While You Wait in Colorado Springs, Colorado, I was immediately struck by Ms. Liu’s simple, evocative words. While I sat in the café on a cold January day waiting for my coffee, I closed my eyes and envisioned what it might be like to lie on my back in a small fishing boat and look up at the stars. I “stole†the free booklet of poetry and trudged home in the snow, already hearing the piano part in my mind. I would encourage anyone who is interested in learning more about Mei-Li Liu’s life and work to purchase her book Ten Thousand Miles from Home, published by Dragon Press (ISBN: 9780976137009). I sincerely hope I have honored her art with this setting.Born on a Fishing BoatI was born on fishing boatLying in basketOcean tide rocking me to sleepPapa fishing all-day and all-nightMama’s washings hanging on lineAbove my headMisty sea washing my faceNorthern wind whispering to my earsAngel of sea kissing my foreheadBeneath paper moonMy little arms out from the cradleOut to the breezeHappy, born on fishing boatBy the sea.
SKU: CF.BL1315
UPC: 672405011822. Key: F major.
DawnQuiet miles of golden sky,And in my heart a sudden flower.I want to clap my hands and sighFor Beauty in her secret bower. Quiet golden miles of dawnâ??Smiling all the East along;And in my heart nigh fully grown,A little rose-bud of a song.â??From â??Last Songsâ? by Francis LedwidgeDawn, radiant dawn!When morning comes my fears are gone.Daylight breaks, my soul awakes!And songs of Love sing on. â??Italics: Additional text by Jacob NarverudAbout the PoetFrancis Ledwidge (1887â??1917) was an Irish poet from Slane, County Meath. Ledwidge started writing at an early age and was first published in a local newspaper when he was fourteen years old. Ledwidge left the local national school shortly after and worked as a farm hand, road surface mender, and copper miner at Beaupark Mine near Slane. Ledwidge became friends with a local landowner, the writer Lord Dunsany, who gave him a workspace in the library of Dunsany Castle and introduced him to literary figures, including William Butler Yeats and Katherine Tynan. Some of Ledwidgeâ??s manuscripts are held in the National Library of Ireland. The main surviving collection, including his early works and personal letters, are in the archives of Dunsany Castle.
