The lovely Greta Bradman, granddaughter of Sir Donald.
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In which the pond celebrates Our Homeric Henry, gets distracted by the
frontier wars, and turns to Vlad the sociopath for a shining example of how
to do a colonial invasion ...
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It didn't matter what the pompous ponce, Our Homeric Henry, was
pontificating about today, there was no way that the pond could reduce him
to a few st...
13 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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