The lovely Greta Bradman, granddaughter of Sir Donald.
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In which petulant Peta's odious presence means the pond can only offer bits
and pieces, odds and lizard Oz ends, bits and reptile bobs ...
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Okay, it's Thursday, which means the lizard Oz is always ruined by the
odious presence of petulant Peta.
Please allow the pond to continue to expand is ...
7 hours ago
2 comments:
I remember singing this in church as a child. Sibelius, Bach, Wesley and I think a little Beethoven and Tallis: I grew up with them on Sundays; Beatles, Creedence and The Small Faces on Saturdays.
Yes, Greta B has a nice voice. Nonetheless, for me this version lacks the poignancy inherent in the coupling of lyrics and tune. IMO this is a piece best heard sung in an old stone building, preferably by a small congregation having a handful of half-decent voices, and accompanied on a pedal organ.
TFA
Yes I'm pop music but will always come back to this. In bubs school a boy sang in the assembly hall and his voice high and clear conquered everything. A few years ago at a friend's funeral a battler in an absurd white sports coat got up and sang a short hymn I'd never heard before and it was a shock, who'd know such stupendous beauty was there inside him.
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