vilkommen jul

I forgot to post this yesterday. Oops. I was deterred by Rachel for margaritas, totally randomly:

The Shortest Day
By Susan Cooper

And so the Shortest Day came and the year died
And everywhere down the centuries of the snow-white world
Came people singing, dancing,
To drive the dark away.
They lighted candles in the winter trees;
They hung their homes with evergreen;
They burned beseeching fires all night long
To keep the year alive.
And when the new year’s sunshine blazed awake
They shouted, revelling.
Through all the frosty ages you can hear them
Echoing behind us – listen!
All the long echoes, sing the same delight,
This Shortest Day,
As promise wakens in the sleeping land:
They carol, feast, give thanks,
And dearly love their friends,
And hope for peace.
And now so do we, here, now,
This year and every year.
Welcome Yule!

When I was in fourth grade, we had a winter solstice concert. I danced in the Abbots Bromley Horn Dance.

We also had a sword dance, with the preamble: “St. George shall come and die by swords that circle ’round his neck. As winter dies, so shall he die, and rise again with spring.”

music to rare books

I am now officially transferring to the Rare Book Department at the Free Library. It was up in the air, as my friend, who works in RBD, wanted to transfer to cataloging. Since it wasn’t imperative to find someone immediately, my transfer hung in the balance (and I might have been put instead in a department where there was actually a vacancy). On Wednesday, my friend resigned from the library and is moving to New Orleans in January, so that is probably when I will go. In the meantime, I have to stay in music owing to the fact that my coworker broke her ankle and they’re short-staffed.

I will be going to Rare Book School pretty much every year, which is quite exciting. I’ve been once before. This year I will want to take the illuminated ms course in NYC. I don’t think the Library pays for lodging, but since I lived in NYC for a few years, I will probably have a number of places I can stay.

In the meantime, I am in the process of putting together my application to Temple for a master’s in musicology. I learned that the head of RBD got his additional master’s while working at FLOP, so hopefully he will allowing to take a bit of comp time every week for a class or something. We’ll see.

I am working all day the 22nd, 23rd, 24th, and 26th. When people say “Have a great Christmas with your family,” I think “fuck you.” I certainly hope that my two coworkers are having a grand two weeks off. It’s been hell making up for them. My boss and I have at times been working 6-7 hours on the desk and we’re slammed with crazies. It would be bad even if we were fully staffed. In just the past week I have been cussed out about five times, belched at, and had to deal with a guy scratching himself and probably rubbing lice all over our books. We also have a woman who comes in every day and sleeps or eats (one or the other). She also probably has TB. The line has at times been out the door with people needing help. And they’re not there for Christmas music. They’re just goofing off. Fun and games. Luckily the RBD doesn’t have public computer terminals, is not on the first floor (where people can literally just roll off the street), and doesn’t have CD players and record players (the recordings are the bane of my existence). Yay!

my third birthday




my third birthday

Originally uploaded by freyjawaru

Holy crap. This was thirty years ago, and I remember it. Yikes.

gartens

Tonight I was going to meet up with my friend Wynn after rehearsal at Ludwig’s Garten. I love that place. Paul looks down his nose at it for some reason (but maybe he secretly likes it, I don’t know). Probably because it’s Bavarian. Anyway, now Wynn is not driving into town because of the storm, but I think Paul has a hankering for wurst now that we discussed it, so hopefully the choir folks will want to go there or someplace after rehearsal (I will have to wait for Paul for an hour). What is interesting about the Ludwig’s site is this link to the top 50 places to have a beer. I was a bit surprised to see that there is not a place from Colorado on this list. However, the Blind Pig in Champaign is on it, as is the Hopleaf (which was in my neighborhood in Chicago, Andersonville), the Map Room (which was a favorite place to hang with folks in Chicago whenever I could make it to Wicker Park). Looks like Philly does pretty well for itself. I am definitely going to have to take Paul to that place in Amherst when we go see my best friend.

Funny thing, of course, is that I absolutely HATE beer. Really and truly. But everyone else likes it and I like to hang out with them so there you go.

Well I am officially leaving the music department in January. They already found my replacement. But they don’t know where they’re putting me and I’m sincerely hoping they put me in rare books. If I get to go there then I don’t have to work evening and weekends anymore, I won’t have guards screaming their heads off all the time (actually most of them really aren’t a problem; it’s just one of them….but he does pretty well on his own making a huge ruckus without their help), etc. I also won’t have to deal nearly as much with people practically stripping themselves and scratching themselves and (probably) getting lice all over the books or with people belching to get my attention behind the desk (both of which happened yesterday in the music department). So keep your fingers crossed.

I’m working this Saturday, next Saturday, Christmas eve, the day after Christmas. It’s fun working through the holidays. Then I get to leave myself. I don’t know if I will still be working in the music department when I return from Colorado: I guess we’ll see. Paul is coming with me and obsessing over whether he should bring his camera equipment and how many violins he should take.

I am in the midst of getting the Smith Club back up and running: I’m going through a bunch of emails of RSVPs for a possible dinner or brunch. Then we will have one or two speakers in the spring. I asked for my advisor, Craig Davis, but he had to decline owing to an insane schedule. The woman at the Alumnae Association then graciously sent me an official brochure of faculty who specifically said they’d be willing and able to speak this year and I was delighted to learn that another favorite professor of mine, Hans Vaget, was on this list. So I’m really hoping he can do it (plus whatever he speaks on will be fascinating). I’ll have to see if there’s a way any of you in this area can get in if you’re interested–let me know if you are.

Paul is very depressed about the passing of Stockhausen, and he said a few things about the NYTimes obit in his blog. To his surprise, the writer of the obit found his blog and posted a comment! Interesting. I really know next to nothing about Stockhausen, but I’m sure I’ll learn more.

Incidentally our Lessons and Carols is at 21st and Walnut this coming Sunday, Dec. 16th for all of you in the area. 4 PM.

infamous and victoria

There was an article in The New Yorker some time back about the movie that wasn’t Capote. I’m watching it now and like it better, actually. I think this Truman is better than Philip Seymour Hoffman’s.

Tomorrow I am singing at Saint Clement’s for Immaculate Conception. I’m nervous. they’re the best choir in the city. We’re singing both the mass and motet of Victoria’s Vidi Speciosam.

interesting find on amazon