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Tired Are Your Eyes
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Piano,Vocal,Voice - Level 4 - Digital Download SKU: A0.841922 Composed by Andrew Mc…
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Piano,Vocal,Voice - Level 4 - Digital Download SKU: A0.841922 Composed by Andrew Mc Donald. Christian,Gospel,Rock. Score. 7 pages. Andrew Mc Donald (Macka Records) #3479555. Published by Andrew Mc Donald (Macka Records) (A0.841922). Tired Are Your Eyes is a song about feeling weary and tired. Even Youths can grow faint and fall. But we are gonna soar like an eagle.We are gonna renew our strength if we come to Jesus cause He is our source.
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"OCHI CHORNYE" (Dark Eyes)
Digital Download SKU: A0.1072403 Composed by Traditional. Arranged by Tatiana Masla…
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Digital Download SKU: A0.1072403 Composed by Traditional. Arranged by Tatiana Maslak. Contemporary,Folk,Pop,Sacred,World. Full Performance. Duration 193. CHARIVNA INC. #4823333. Published by CHARIVNA INC. (A0.1072403). Unknown info about song Ochi chornye (Dark Eyes). Poem Ochi chornye (Dark Eyes) was published in Literaturnaya Gazeta on 17 January 1843. Author of the text Eugene Grebinka (1812-1848) - Ukrainian writer, born in Poltava province, a gentleman, an educated man. Verse was dedicated to beloved Maria, daughter of a retired staff captain, landowner Rastenberg. Often say music by unknown author which is incorrect. Romance was performed on the music of waltz Florian Hermann (German by birth). A popular version of melody was written by Adalgiso Ferraris and published around 1910, with German editor Otto Kul. Later Fedor Shalyapin took the Romance Ochi chornye (Dark Eyes) to his repertoire and introduced him to the world during his tour. Shalyapin added to the text a few verses apparently written by him, which dedicated to his future wife - Italian Jola tornagi.
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Tired Eyes
Lyrics and Chords
Guitar (chords only) - Digital Download SKU: HX.263309 By Neil Young. Folk,Pop,Rock…
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Guitar (chords only) - Digital Download SKU: HX.263309 By Neil Young. Folk,Pop,Rock. 3 pages. Published by Hal Leonard - Digital (HX.263309).
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Tired Eyes
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Digital Download SKU: HX.381346 By Neil Young. Folk,Pop,Rock. Guitar Rhythm Tab. 2 …
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Digital Download SKU: HX.381346 By Neil Young. Folk,Pop,Rock. Guitar Rhythm Tab. 2 pages. Published by Hal Leonard - Digital (HX.381346).
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L'alchimista
Piano solo
Piano Solo - Digital Download SKU: A0.976873 Composed by Monica Bergo. Contemporary…
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Piano Solo - Digital Download SKU: A0.976873 Composed by Monica Bergo. Contemporary. Score. 9 pages. Monica Bergo #3243715. Published by Monica Bergo (A0.976873). 2017 Holiday Contest EntryThe alchemist Flames in the dark sparkle voice whispering echoes They say about you Sell useless dreams they say about me that I’m too much frail You are shutting down the day of this city the lights switch on of different realities and time dilates , begins another life It is tacit ritual of a sad tribes You firefly who shine can you tell me where he is? I seek the alchemist , you see yourself from my eyes rimmed on the nothing wide open they are full of fears and resemble your And here it is your circus , you wait me already not much has changed from a lifetime ago you do not, you are not aged a Peter Pan sick , who deduct his sins in the lives of others clown you always have so many , acrobats tired poised always between dream and reality and as a cat, I also see in the dark and over the waste to me slowly and then die the crises, then anxiety , that imperfect woman I do not stand me anymore I who have never been a daughter , your promise of another family and this need for love, that torture and kill me While you brush my long hair , from your hands give off crystals bright lights exploding inside as if by magic now I belong to you snakes tattooed lean on your hips we float in the sea of time how does I exist? always or yesterday I do not remember but only mysteries You adult man and I young girl abracadabra, as all before I tired and old and you still a child us travelers in a bogus time and while I explore the emptiness I have inside Nothing is sweeter than this torment You prepare the potion , the right proportion , the antidote and poison but you put more passion , My animal instinct and add a little 'of gall for those who have hurt me Mix all right , only you know what to do you seals good my heart , can not serve me evil plots to good , with fumes and vapors , ampoules almost full ,please ... let me drink ... But you can not , and I stay here , prisoner of your invisible world We like vampires , breath broken by sighs , arms forward, off eyes alchemist turn off my complaints You like a zombie , ready to sink your teeth ,that fascinates me and scares alchemist dissolve my torments .. but you can not .. and I stay here I'm looking for the courage to live It is being born on the day of this city Milano colored yourself with its activities shorten the shadows , the sun shines and a veil hiding now all his vices and my pace is tired , my face a bit 'more haggard ,emptiness inside me and where are you? I run always and do not know where I go I look back , I stumble and then I fall Slow walk among the tired souls alive but in a state of apparent death rips in the soul and on my clothes I have no tattoos, scars only and as the salt do on the wounds I burn at the memory of bad choices Iron bars are closed . echoes of voices deafen They say about you that you no longer have a tear they say about me that I’m free woman ... Monica Bergo
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EVERYTHING LIKE BEFORE
Piano solo
Piano Solo - Digital Download SKU: A0.1012713 Composed by Monica Bergo. Contemporar…
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Piano Solo - Digital Download SKU: A0.1012713 Composed by Monica Bergo. Contemporary. Score. 10 pages. Moni Bergo #5742995. Published by Moni Bergo (A0.1012713). Music and song composed by me ALL AS BEFORE Tired flower bends the head photos in carved marble sad smell of the past along your tree-lined avenue how much peace in this place where you stand hidden cobwebs on your time and the scent of regret while I touch your beautiful face I ask myself who decided that your time would stop and that for you all would be over I, minstrel of my time, tell a thousand stories chronicles written in pencil real-life stories story now finished my fingers still drive, find notes and then the enchantment to disperse them in the wind there was a king in love, by a bewitched spell, with the madwoman his queen and everything comes back as before there tucked away in a corner There is a pathetic clown Look closer: it’s a little girl and everything comes back as before You clown what would you do? You want to approach the king and then you want to tell him of her polluted heart but him, he does not want to be touched and you have to amuse her smile and do not tire continue your ... dance ... in the void and silence suspended in time for your queen and everything comes back as before before your leap do you want to fly high mixed-up Icarus you have fallen into emptiness the beating of the heart makes too much noise rumbles here within into emptiness and silence no, do not love me, now or ever and hang on till the ultimate pain she'll pressure you and insinuate herself into your mind and end by doing you harm but I invisible to your eyes and I want to hug you, you do not want I would like to tell you what you do not know of me and then on swings of fantasy my hand close to yours we'll soar to the heights where she is not there if you want I will reinvent myself for you And I may please you ,I know but with your eyes you’ve already answered me and hidden I'll go .. The winter does not end the cold seems eternal here the sun dies ,effaces itself and then disappears Once upon a time there was or still is, who knows a minstrel that no longer has a court and he belongs to nobody, and no one will stop him while closing the door ,the king will delete him abracadabra here in my Kingdom nothing caresses, no kiss of goodby my name in history was written in pencil to be able to delete from a faded page the mind has its woodworm and you can not heal it past, present and she who reigns everywhere pages of your life flowing through my fingers for a king, tired and sick, who has not had a happy ending the spell is broken and now the veil has fallen regret makes its way into him and the minstrel would approach him puppet in love ,now disconnected from your wires seek your child and there is nothing like before there is the sunset in your eyes but I'm here by your side a daddy and his little girl and there is nothing like before .... ..... the be.
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Piano Solo - Digital Download SKU: A0.1012717 Composed by Monica Bergo. Contemporar…
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Piano Solo - Digital Download SKU: A0.1012717 Composed by Monica Bergo. Contemporary. Score. 11 pages. Moni Bergo #5743015. Published by Moni Bergo (A0.1012717). Music and song composed by me The alchemist Flames in the dark sparkle voice whispering echoes They say about you Sell useless dreams they say about me that I’m too much frail You are shutting down the day of this city the lights switch on of different realities and time dilates , begins another life It is tacit ritual of a sad tribes You firefly who shine can you tell me where he is? I seek the alchemist , you see yourself from my eyes rimmed on the nothing wide open they are full of fears and resemble your And here it is your circus , you wait me already not much has changed from a lifetime ago you do not, you are not aged a Peter Pan sick , who deduct his sins in the lives of others clown you always have so many , acrobats tired poised always between dream and reality and as a cat, I also see in the dark and over the waste to me slowly and then die the crises, then anxiety , that imperfect woman I do not stand me anymore I who have never been a daughter , your promise of another family and this need for love, that torture and kill me While you brush my long hair , from your hands give off crystals bright lights exploding inside as if by magic now I belong to you snakes tattooed lean on your hips we float in the sea of time how does I exist? always or yesterday I do not remember but only mysteries You adult man and I young girl abracadabra, as all before I tired and old and you still a child us travelers in a bogus time and while I explore the emptiness I have inside Nothing is sweeter than this torment You prepare the potion , the right proportion , the antidote and poison but you put more passion , My animal instinct and add a little 'of gall for those who have hurt me Mix all right , only you know what to do you seals good my heart , can not serve me evil plots to good , with fumes and vapors , ampoules almost full ,please ... let me drink ... But you can not , and I stay here , prisoner of your invisible world It is being born on the day of this city Milano colored yourself with its activities shorten the shadows , the sun shines and a veil hiding now all his vices and my pace is tired , my face a bit 'more haggard ,emptiness inside me and where are you? I run always and do not know where I go I look back , I stumble and then I fall Slow walk among the tired souls alive but in a state of apparent death rips in the soul and on my clothes I have no tattoos, scars only and as the salt do on the wounds I burn at the memory of bad choices Iron bars are closed . echoes of voices deafen They say about you that you no longer have a tear they say about me that I’m free woman ... Monica Bergo
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Too Much For Our Thirst (Trombone and Piano)
Trombone and Piano
Piano,Tenor Trombone - Level 4 - Digital Download SKU: A0.1335564 Composed by Alexa…
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Piano,Tenor Trombone - Level 4 - Digital Download SKU: A0.1335564 Composed by Alexander Burdiss. Contemporary. Score and part. 12 pages. Ars Nova Press #921400. Published by Ars Nova Press (A0.1335564). Too Much For Our Thirstby Alexander BurdissArranged for Trombone and PianoDedicated to Courtney CarmackPerformance Time: approx. 7:00This is an adaptation for trombone of a piece originally written for tuba. The Eyes of the Poor from Paris SpleenWritten by Charles Baudelaire, Translated by Arthur Symons Ah! you want to know why I hate you to-day. It will probably be less easy for you to understand than for me to explain it to you; for you are, I think, the most perfect example of feminine impenetrability that could possibly be found. We had spent a long day together, and it had seemed to me short. We had promised one another that we would think the same thoughts and that our two souls should become one soul; a dream which is not original, after all, except that, dreamed by all men, it has been realised by none. In the evening you were a little tired, and you sat down outside a new café at the corner of a new boulevard, still littered with plaster and already displaying proudly its unfinished splendours. The café glittered. The very gas put on all the fervency of a fresh start, and lighted up with its full force the blinding whiteness of the walls, the dazzling sheets of glass in the mirrors, the gilt of cornices and mouldings, the chubby-cheeked pages straining back from hounds in leash, the ladies laughing at the falcons on their wrists, the nymphs and goddesses carrying fruits and pies and game on their heads, the Hebes and Ganymedes holding out at arm's-length little jars of syrups or parti-coloured obelisks of ices; the whole of history and of mythology brought together to make a paradise for gluttons. Exactly opposite to us, in the roadway, stood a man of about forty years of age, with a weary face and a greyish beard, holding a little boy by one hand and carrying on the other arm a little fellow too weak to walk. He was taking the nurse-maid's place, and had brought his children out for a walk in the evening. All were in rags. The three faces were extraordinarily serious, and the six eyes stared fixedly at the new café with an equal admiration, differentiated in each according to age. The father's eyes said: How beautiful it is! how beautiful it is! One would think that all the gold of the poor world had found its way to these walls. The boy's eyes said: How beautiful it is! how beautiful it is! But that is a house which only people who are not like us can enter. As for the little one's eyes, they were too fascinated to express anything but stupid and utter joy. Song-writers say that pleasure ennobles the soul and softens the heart. The song was right that evening, so far as I was concerned. Not only was I touched by this family of eyes, but I felt rather ashamed of our glasses and decanters, so much too much for our thirst. I turned to look at you, dear love, that I might read my own thought in you; I gazed deep into your eyes, so beautiful and so strangely sweet, your green eyes that are the home of caprice and under the sovereignty of the Moon; and you said to me: Those people are insupportable to me with their staring saucer- eyes! Couldn't you tell the head waiter to send them away? So hard is it to understand one another, dearest, and so incommunicable is thought, even between people who are in love!
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She Stands For Me
Choral 3-part
Choral Choir,Choral,SAB Chorus - Level 2 - Digital Download SKU: A0.1435064 Compose…
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Choral Choir,Choral,SAB Chorus - Level 2 - Digital Download SKU: A0.1435064 Composed by Clyde Moreland. Arranged by Jon Arterton. Historic,Holiday,Multicultural,Patriotic,World. 9 pages. Moreland Publishing Company #1015165. Published by Moreland Publishing Company (A0.1435064). This wonderfully patriotic song about the Statue of Liberty will have your audiences on their feet. It embraces the contributions immigrants have made to this country. It’s perfect for Americana/Fourth of July-themed concerts. It features a major solo. The lyrics tell the story.SOLO: Set sail across these waters over a wide and open seaWith my wife and my son and daughters to this land of OpportunityDisembarking at Ellis Island feelings of pride came over meAs the veil of the mist that shrouded her lifted up I could clearly seeStanding tall she lifted my heart, revealing all I’d come to beShe holds the light for my rights, for my life, for my child, for my landCHORUS: She stands for me. Lady Liberty lifted me up. She stands for me SOLO: Two hundred years we now flash forward at the dawn of this brave new worldAs I stand with my eyes gazing upward she still stands with the light in her handIt still shines as bright as it can be for those still longing to breathe freeThough by the waves we are tossed as we weather the storms she still shows us who we can beStanding tall she lifted my heart, showing all we’d come to beStands for the lonely and lost and those tempest tossed she still standsCHORUS: She stands for me. Lady Liberty lifted me up. She stands for me VARIOUS SOLOS: I am the farmer standing by my plowThe small business owner makes a go of it nowI am the dreamer through no fault of mineBut still wanting a life and a future that’s bright/ We are the couple blessed by eyes aboveBut stripped of our rights because of who we love We are the tired, the oppressed and the poorThe huddled masses at the golden doorCHORUS: We are a people of all colors and creedsTogether we’re strong in our diversityLady Liberty lifted me up. She stands for me.
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Burattino innamorato
Piano solo
Piano Solo - Digital Download SKU: A0.976875 Composed by Monica Bergo. Children,Con…
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Piano Solo - Digital Download SKU: A0.976875 Composed by Monica Bergo. Children,Contemporary. Score. 6 pages. Monica Bergo #3244245. Published by Monica Bergo (A0.976875). 2017 Holiday Contest EntryPUPPET IN LOVE Months and then years of this shelf People passing and laughing at me Old, torn, there is never a child Who wants to buy me to shake him Wax heart in this body of mine But an emotion I can also feel I quiver in love for those eyes, a small doll you are And I never get tired of looking at you You who have a lit light bulb in that your red heart, tell me if It will shine a bit 'for me Puppet in love Be careful that your heart it can dissolve to the heat while she calls you love Strange mockery of fate your dream is nearby and You can not love her anymore And a wax tear down Small doll, small doll I that wanted to love you Now that I can do melted is this my heart And I can not feel anything but pain more Here I stand, with the heart and a dream tigthen in hand Infuse life into this body of mine Only with you I feel alive me too piece of wood, spirit does not With you comes alive It is an explosion, it is clear madness And I know for sure that you'll be mine Maybe not now, in this reality But one day will happen Puppet in love Sweet summer wind Long nights lit And the morning light it will find my puppet Always there on the shelf No heart, no love, no nothing to hope You will dance with me like if I was free from my wires I will dance with you and there is no limit to your dreams The small doll that has already decided Ripping her heart from the breast out and gives it to him If you love me only half ... a only heart just enough The bulb will shine for us It will turn in a star It will be a refuge for people like us to love never stops Sunshine On that shelf My puppet now where is ? Dirty wax can no longer serve, rests in the fire his ashes Turned off the light of a bulb My small doll no longer shine ... You will dance with me like I was free from my wires I will dance with you and there is no limit to your dreams ... .. Monica Bergo
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PUPPET IN LOVE
Piano solo
Piano Solo - Digital Download SKU: A0.1012731 Composed by Monica Bergo. Contemporar…
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Piano Solo - Digital Download SKU: A0.1012731 Composed by Monica Bergo. Contemporary. Score. 7 pages. Moni Bergo #5743213. Published by Moni Bergo (A0.1012731). Music and song composed by mePUPPET IN LOVE Months and then years of this shelf People passing and laughing at me Old, torn, there is never a child Who wants to buy me to shake him Wax heart in this body of mine But an emotion I can also feel I quiver in love for those eyes, a small doll you are And I never get tired of looking at you You who have a lit light bulb in that your red heart, tell me if It will shine a bit 'for me Puppet in love Be careful that your heart it can dissolve to the heat while she calls you love Strange mockery of fate your dream is nearby and You can not love her anymore And a wax tear down Small doll, small doll I that wanted to love you Now that I can do melted is this my heart And I can not feel anything but pain more Here I stand, with the heart and a dream tigthen in hand Infuse life into this body of mine Only with you I feel alive me too piece of wood, spirit does not With you comes alive It is an explosion, it is clear madness And I know for sure that you'll be mine Maybe not now, in this reality But one day will happen Puppet in love Sweet summer wind Long nights lit And the morning light it will find my puppet Always there on the shelf No heart, no love, no nothing to hope You will dance with me like if I was free from my wires I will dance with you and there is no limit to your dreams The small doll that has already decided Ripping her heart from the breast out and gives it to him If you love me only half ... a only heart just enough The bulb will shine for us It will turn in a star It will be a refuge for people like us to love never stops Sunshine On that shelf My puppet now where is ? Dirty wax can no longer serve, rests in the fire his ashes Turned off the light of a bulb My small doll no longer shine ... You will dance with me like I was free from my wires I will dance with you and there is no limit to your dreams ... .. Monica Bergo
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AS DANTE (TO HELL AND BACK)
Piano solo
Piano Solo - Digital Download SKU: A0.1012728 Composed by Monica Bergo. Contemporar…
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Piano Solo - Digital Download SKU: A0.1012728 Composed by Monica Bergo. Contemporary. Score. 9 pages. Moni Bergo #5743167. Published by Moni Bergo (A0.1012728). Music and song composed by me ♫ *'¨` * • .¸¸. As Dante (To hell and back)♫ ♫ *'¨` * • .¸¸. ♫ I'd recognize anywhere and millions your eyes when will my time I certainly find it my rebellious soul that more chains will not have over the time and distances Your light will follow and how Dante I will commence from the bottom the deepest hell between the screams of the damned three groans and sins between greedy and slothful but you're not here I feel that changes and transforms the essence takes shape love transfigures removes all fear I find you I swear I'll take you with me memories, images in my mind 2 of us in the excerpt of apparent life for us that we are in hell were forged on us a tear and 100 sins I do not believe, do not watch and do not feel You that rest and peace have reached and then suddenly appears to me your face We are in hell for us is heaven ... we rush wrists tied, I do not care You squeeze to hurt me think of me stronger and shalt see my colors It was death to turn me but you can repaint me and then I'll be whatever you want as in life if you want me wind I breath and the evils I will comfort If you want me want rose scent the air and will blossom As Dante told We are Paolo and Francesca 2 doves and then just and I find the joy of living smile reborn and fight to recover what in life we we never had happiness everyone is looking for and chase and then expect strange to say but I find it here On flames on hell as Dante that one day for that dark forest left dance, dance white souls purgatory are never tired why the hell is a real torture but it is the paradise that do more scares and how Dante but without Virgilio I try by myself to my best because Charonte accept my toll conceal my love and now we are already on journey how strange my mind that does not have any rest It has no limits or boundaries and fear a little 'makes me is my curse as a mark on the skin but as said one on last Dante I go out to see the stars that day will come and then I swear I look for you and take you to a safe place Please , just remember only my face and will not be hell will be heaven ... Monica Bergo
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The Spirit of the Lord
Organ,Voice - Level 3 - Digital Download SKU: A0.1406751 By Cathy Lundeen, Vocal / …
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Organ,Voice - Level 3 - Digital Download SKU: A0.1406751 By Cathy Lundeen, Vocal / Dr. Sheri Masiakowski, Organ. By Sr. Theophane Hytrek OSF. Arranged by Dr. Sheri Masiakowski. 20th Century,Religious,Sacred. Full Performance. Duration 160. School Sisters of St. Francis #989486. Published by School Sisters of St. Francis (A0.1406751). “The Spirit of the Lord† Sr. Theophane Hytrek OSFCathy Lundeen is currently a choir member and cantor at St. Luke Congregation in Brookfield, Wisconsin under the direction of Shawn Rochon. She is also a member of the School Sisters of St. Francis Chapel Singers directed by Sr. Bernadette Luecker OSF, as well as a member and coordinator of the Gaudete Chorale, directed by Brian McLinden.Cathy credits her vocal “training†and love of music ministry first and foremost to her sisters Laura Monteen, a retired Director of Liturgy and Music for the Gary Diocese, Indiana and Nancy Johnson, currently a cantor and choir member at St. John Neumann Parish in Homewood, Illinois, as well as liturgical music mentors Sister Mary Jane Wagner, OSF, Sister Bernadette Luecker, OSF, Brian McLinden, Shawn Rochon, Fr. Kenneth Augustine, Fr. Charles Conley,  Ann Owen and Bill Erickson. TEXT:The Spirit of the Lord is upon us. Send your Spirit upon us in this time and place, the Spirit who gives us comfort, the Spirit who brings light to our eyes, the Spirit who helps us say yes to your summoning Word.Bless us, Father, as you have done before, with the gift of your Spirit that he may stir new life within us.Blest are you in ev'rything that your Spirit makes new, now and for all ages to come.The source of this text is unknown. Though appropriate for Pentecost there is no direct connection to the scripture readings or sacramentary prayers for that Feast. The composition was written in the early years succeeding Vatican II (October 11, 1962 – December 8, 1965), a time of creative freedom. The language is period specific to that time, yet the music is universal.We invite you to browse other creative works by the School Sisters of St. Francis on our website:  https://www.sssf.org/SSSF/Our-Global-Impact/United-States/Music-Ministry/Catalog-of-Music.htm  Further information about our offerings is available from Dr. Sheri Masiakowski, curator of the Heritage Music Collection, at smasiakowski@sssf.org.
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Killarney Carnivale
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Concert Band - Level 4 - Digital Download SKU: A0.1281978 Composed by John P.W. Hud…
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Concert Band - Level 4 - Digital Download SKU: A0.1281978 Composed by John P.W. Hudson. 20th Century,Contest,Festival. Score and Parts. 90 pages. 'Published by John P.W. Hudson #872903. Published by 'Published by John P.W. Hudson (A0.1281978). Premiered June 6th, 2023 by the Killarney Senior Wind Ensemble and Alumni directed by Meagan Lawson, 'Killarney Carnivale' is a programmatic piece describing a small town carnival in rural Manitoba in the early 1930's, spotlighting the family of the town dentist, Dr. Martin McLaren, his wife Irene, and their six girls. 'Killarney Carnivale' describes a fictitious event, but the family is that of the composer, John Hudson. His mother, (second in a family of six girls), as a young teen in Killarney Manitoba, loved playing piano and aspired to be a concert pianist playing her favourite composers in concert halls. Her dreams took a different turn when the family had to move west for Dr. McLaren's health, but she carried with her the melodies she composed and later played to her own children.Picture John Hudson listening to hours of his mother playing piano as a young boy in the early 1950's, immersed in his mother's beautiful music. After her passing in 2010, he longed to hear these beautiful, playful melodies again. His sister Jane Keyes had become a professional piano player and happily took up the task of recreating several of their mother's pieces, which John, now a retired band director, began to transcribe. Inspired by a photograph of the family that very much looked like a carnival booth style photograph, 'Killarney Carnivale' came to life. It opens as the youngest, probably under age two at the time, wakes up. The scene swiftly changes to arrival at the much - anticipated carnival, with all of its magical sights, sounds and heavenly smells of popcorn and treats. First is the carousel, with wooden horses flying about in endless circles with children regaling with laughter.The next is a sideshow tent featuring the exotic dancer Salome, who wiled King Herod, (and probably more than a few in the audience) as her thin, tantalizing veils hinted at her charms.The next tent is dim and displays the wierd and mysterious curiosities from around the world like bearded ladies, dwarfs and the like.The cakewalk is next, with children vying to be the last person sitting as chairs are removed and the music abruptly stops each time. (This section could host a real cakewalk with a few chairs and willing audience participation. Three chairs is suggested.)Finally, the exhausted family drives home in their antique (to us) automobile with the childrens' hair flying in the breeze.One by one, the excited children fall prey to dreamland, and at long last, the exhausted parents flop into bed too.Honouring his mother's short pieces has been a life long dream of Mr. Hudson, and to hear them played by the Killarney Wind Ensemble and Alumni Band was a poignant moment: the return of these melodies to the little town where they first came to life. Many, many thanks to Meagan Lawson, their director, and all of the members of the Killarney band who so very willingly took up the challenge of playing 'Killarney Carnivale'. Their hard work and dedication to this piece is deeply, deeply appreciated.
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