A jazz legend with a transcendent musical gift. To do something so well for so long is a gift from God. I will miss him.
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Thoughts on writing, living, and believing…
A jazz legend with a transcendent musical gift. To do something so well for so long is a gift from God. I will miss him.
Continue reading “Dave Brubeck, R.I.P.”
Good advice no matter what day it is.
Here’s a little groove to get you in the holiday mood. So cop a lean, be safe, and stay away from the mincemeat!
Y’all have a happy Thanksgiving!
Great to hear from you Dave! That really got the memories flowing. So, in honor of the Summer of ’76 here’s Sir Reg, before Bernie left him and he went all Disney.
Happy Weekend Everybody!
Happy Birthday Jack!
<shudder> I feel so dirty…I need a bath!
There is a group of Benedictine monks who make their home right, smack-dab in the heart of the city of Chicago. Odd place for contemplation of God, no? Nevertheless, there they are, the Monastery of the Holy Cross—down on Aberdeen and 31st, for those of you familiar with the area.
Having attended the liturgy there, I can tell you that it is very beautiful. Sitting in the pew, you can’t help but forget that you are in the middle of a large metropolis. You are transported by rhythms of their chant to a doorway into Heaven. Singing is something they take very seriously. In their most recent newsletter, Polis, Prior Peter Funk, OSB has an article entitled “Prayer as Music.” Let me quote you a bit here:
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As this week winds up, I thought this seemed appropriate…
I may never watch another football game…yeah, I probably will, but then…