Here is something rather wonderful - and seasonal - forwarded to me by my cousin in Derbyshire. They are so heart-lifting (or rather soul-lifting), these glorious eruptions - and hard to watch dry-eyed.
As a writer, I can tell you two things: (1)This is what art is supposed to do, and (2)This works because it's not about the religion, it's about the music.
I don't know about creepy, but the "surprised by joy" factor may have an early sell-by date. I may call for licensing and government regulation if ever my burger 'n fries are interrupted by a local grade school choir jumping up on chairs to serenade me with "I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus".
My defining characteristic, cynicism, was standing to attention as I pressed the tube button but, unlike Brit, I was not a little disarmed by this. Said Brit has invited me to scribe on what Christmas means to me, over at Dabbler Towers, and the grouch in me was salivating at the prospect. I had imagined that any good in the world, had already been done, but it seems I am out of touch; there is still some left - even if it was rehearsed.
I'm nowhere near as cynical as you lot as a rule, but it's a bit like those elaborate wedding 'first dances' that everyone has to do now... designed to go viral.
I love surprises! What a lovely way to share the spirit of Christmas and introduce this magnificent work to people who may not have heard or appreciated it before.
Nige, who, like Mr Kenneth Horne, prefers to remain anonymous, was also a founder blogger of The Dabbler and a co-blogger on the Bryan Appleyard Thought Experiments blog. He is the sole blogger on this one, and his principal aim is to share various of life's pleasures. These tend to relate to books, art, poems, butterflies, birds, churches, music, walking, weather, drink, etc, with occasional references to the passing scene. His book, The Mother of Beauty: On the Golden Age of English Church Monuments, and Other Matters of Life and Death, is available on Amazon or direct from the author.
Hard not to cry.
ReplyDeleteAs a writer, I can tell you two things: (1)This is what art is supposed to do, and (2)This works because it's not about the religion, it's about the music.
Am I the only one who finds these things a bit creepy, especially the very slick and rehearsed ones like this?
ReplyDeleteAnyway, can't beat a bit of Handel.
I don't know about creepy, but the "surprised by joy" factor may have an early sell-by date. I may call for licensing and government regulation if ever my burger 'n fries are interrupted by a local grade school choir jumping up on chairs to serenade me with "I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus".
ReplyDeleteMy defining characteristic, cynicism, was standing to attention as I pressed the tube button but, unlike Brit, I was not a little disarmed by this. Said Brit has invited me to scribe on what Christmas means to me, over at Dabbler Towers, and the grouch in me was salivating at the prospect. I had imagined that any good in the world, had already been done, but it seems I am out of touch; there is still some left - even if it was rehearsed.
ReplyDeleteI'm nowhere near as cynical as you lot as a rule, but it's a bit like those elaborate wedding 'first dances' that everyone has to do now... designed to go viral.
ReplyDeleteI love surprises! What a lovely way to share the spirit of Christmas and introduce this magnificent work to people who may not have heard or appreciated it before.
ReplyDeleteI don't care about the motives behind this event - the outcome is beautiful.
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