Here in Nomansland - a meditation in the Vosges This personal exploration with a friend was very deep, we were philosophising mainly on society's reactions to minority groups and the psychology behind it. We considered ourselves to be in a sort of noma...  moreHere in Nomansland - a meditation in the Vosges This personal exploration with a friend was very deep, we were philosophising mainly on society's reactions to minority groups and the psychology behind it. We considered ourselves to be in a sort of nomansland sociologically, each for different reasons, but the Vosges valleys provided the most beautiful "nomansland" imaginable for our discussions. This song is the slightly mystical, and somewhat understated, memory of those days: Here in nomansland where all had fled the weather we waited patiently and enjoyed God's sun together Here in nomansland a grandson of Adam residing in his earthly grandfather's home the woods and sun presiding Here in nomansland Hermes' and Aphrodite's son sings cuckoo to the ill-shorn mountain top and then is gone Here in nomansland we sing to the other's consolation whilst peaceful dog and cows look on at our natural perchance divine oration  less

Schubert's Ständchen (Serenade) arranged for unaccompanied choir (with my singing translation shown on the video). Does anyone know who did this arrangement?

This setting of the Communion Service uses mainly the Mixolydian and Dorian modes (with short excursions into Lydian and Aeolian and occasionally jazzy modes). It is performed by the composer - multitracking.

Bill Sveglini arranged this classic Bob McGee a-capella piece, including the addition of a descant line. It is rather fine in its simplicity hiding and then revealing a multitude of harmonic possibilities, starting as it does in unison and suddenly breaki...  moreBill Sveglini arranged this classic Bob McGee a-capella piece, including the addition of a descant line. It is rather fine in its simplicity hiding and then revealing a multitude of harmonic possibilities, starting as it does in unison and suddenly breaking into glorious harmony. Bill’s descant is a nice touch, like adding a cherry to the cake. It is dedicated to "Spirits Free" of the Burlingame United Methodist Church, Burlingame, California.  

Anonymous catch in 4 equal voices based on peals of bells from "The Catch Club or Merry Companions", published in 1731. I have added some lower voices at the octave for better resonance.

Gaudete, gaudete! Christus est natus Ex Maria virgine, gaudete! Rejoice, rejoice! Christ is born Of the Virgin Mary — rejoice! Tempus adest gratiæ Hoc quod optabamus, The time of grace has come— what we wished for, Carmina lætitiæ Devote...  moreGaudete, gaudete! Christus est natus Ex Maria virgine, gaudete! Rejoice, rejoice! Christ is born Of the Virgin Mary — rejoice! Tempus adest gratiæ Hoc quod optabamus, The time of grace has come— what we wished for, Carmina lætitiæ Devote reddamus. songs of joy Let us render in faith. Deus homo factus est Natura mirante, God has become man, As nature marvels Mundus renovatus est A Christo regnante. The world has been renewed By Christ who reigns Ezechielis porta Clausa pertransitur, We pass through the closed gate of Ezekiel Unde lux est orta Salus invenitur. From the place whence light has risen, Salvation is found. Ergo nostra concio Psallat iam in lustro; Therefore let our gathering Now sing brightly Benedicat Domino: Salus Regi nostro. Let it give praise to the Lord: Salvation to our King.  less

A comical piece about the oboe composed by Oregon music professor Hal Owen. I have sung it here a third higher in my one-man choir.

This is an a cappella arrangement of the tune Stowey, which is a traditional English folksong often paired with these words by Frances Chesterton: How far is it to Bethlehem, not very far? Shall we find the stable room lit by a star? Can we see the l...  moreThis is an a cappella arrangement of the tune Stowey, which is a traditional English folksong often paired with these words by Frances Chesterton: How far is it to Bethlehem, not very far? Shall we find the stable room lit by a star? Can we see the little child, is He within? If we lift the wooden latch, may we go in? May we stroke the creatures there, ox, ass or sheep? May we peek like them and see Jesus asleep? If we touch His tiny hand, will He awake? Will He know we've come so far just for His sake? Great Kings have precious gifts and we have nought Little smiles and little tears are all we have brought. For all weary children Mary must weep Here, on His bed of straw, sleep, children, sleep. God in his mother's arms, babes in the byre Sleep as they sleep who find their heart's desire.  less

Let it snow - by Cahn and Styne Choral arrangement

This was written as an ironic parody response to that Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer song we sing every year! (Rudolphus Rubrinasus syndrome!) (Note: the score has a slightly more ornamented piano part than this performance)