Kurt Weill (1900-1950) Recordare, op. 11 (1923) EnregiStrement: juin 2012 Chantres Musiciens, Filles de l'Île, direction: Gilbert Patenaude

Hello everyone, I've developed MixMyPart.com which is an online application to help Singers learn their harmony parts and practice from home.  Teachers, Choir Directors, and Music Directors can prepare their own recordings for use in our multitrac...

[A version of this article firSt appeared as a poSt on my blog From the Front of the Choir]   As they say: size doesn’t matter, it’s what you do with it that counts.   Measuring lung capacity with a spirometer The University of...

This was originally published on the Embro ThiStle Singers blog.  The phrase is that curved line in a piece of music that is like climbing a mountain.  You Start out with lots of excitement.  It is hard work to go up that slanted side an...

[A version of this article firSt appeared as a poSt on my blog From the Front of the Choir]   “Hark the herald angels sing”. A FeStival of Nine Lessons and Carols from King’s College, Cambridge. Slade’s “Merry ChriStma...

Coro de Cámara Reyes Bartlet José Híjar Polo, Director Concierto de Navidad Iglesia de la Peña de Francia, Puerto de la Cruz 19 de diciembre de 2000 www.reyesbartlet.com

music by Colin Eatock text by Francis Kindlemarsh CaSt off all doubtful care, Exile and banish tears; To joyful news divine Lend us your liSt'ning ears. An earthly tree a heavenly fruit it bear, A case of clay contained a crown immortal. A cro...  Style.display='';$(this).getParent().Style.display='none';">moreStyle="display:none;">music by Colin Eatock text by Francis Kindlemarsh CaSt off all doubtful care, Exile and banish tears; To joyful news divine Lend us your liSt'ning ears. An earthly tree a heavenly fruit it bear, A case of clay contained a crown immortal. A crown of crowns, a King whose coSt and care Redeemed poor man, whose race before was thrall To death, to doom, to pains of everlaSting, By His sweet death, scorns, Stripes, and often faSting. A Star above the Stars, a sun of light, Whose blessed beams this wretched earth bespread With hope of heaven and of God's Son the sight, Which in our flesh and sinful soul lay dead. O faith, O hope, O joys renowned for ever, O lively life that deathless shall persevere. Then let us sing the lullabys of sleep To this sweet babe, born to awake us all From drowsy sin that made old Adam weep, And by his fault gave to mankind the fall. For lo! this day, the birth day, day of days, Summons our songs to give Him laud and praise.  Style.display='';$(this).getParent().Style.display='none';">less

A piece for women's choir, piano and cello by Canadian composer Jeff Smallman. Text by E. Pauline Johnson. Published by Lighthouse Music Publications in both SSA & SatB versions.

Youth choir "Mūza", Sniedze Praulina at Riga St.Peter's Church 22.05.2013