catalog |ˈkatlˌôg; -ˌäg| (also catalogue)
noun
a complete list of items, typically one in alphabetical or other systematic order, in particular
verb ( -logs |ˈkødlˈɔgz| |kødlˈɑgz|, -loged |ˈkødlˈɔgd| |kødlˈɑgd|, -loging |ˈkødlˈɔgɪŋ| |kødlˈɑgɪŋ|
ORIGIN late Middle English : via Old French from late Latin catalogus, from Greek katalogos, from katalegein ‘pick out or enroll.’
This past Sunday I was supposed to be playing the hymn "Be Still my Soul" for my ward's (LDS church congregation) Relief Society meeting. Out of nowhere I got sick on Saturday (usually I see it coming because my brother has a knack for getting me sick) and the cough syrup my dad gave me Sunday morning made me way too groggy to go to church. I was totally bummed because I was looking forward to playing this beautiful hymn that uses the melody from "Finlandia" by Sibelius . Some time ago I decided to do a little digging around to find out more about the hymn's melody and that eventually led me to this Welsh masterpiece:
text from "Be Still my Soul":
1. Be still, my soul: The Lord is on thy side;
With patience bear thy cross of grief or pain.
Leave to thy God to order and provide;
In ev'ry change he faithful will remain.
Be still, my soul: Thy best, thy heav'nly Friend
Thru thorny ways leads to a joyful end.
2. Be still, my soul: Thy God doth undertake
To guide the future as he has the past.
Thy hope, thy confidence let nothing shake;
All now mysterious shall be bright at last.
Be still, my soul: The waves and winds still know
His voice who ruled them while he dwelt below.
3. Be still, my soul: The hour is hast'ning on
When we shall be forever with the Lord,
When disappointment, grief, and fear are gone,
Sorrow forgot, love's purest joys restored.
Be still, my soul: When change and tears are past,
Not only do I think I'm Jewish I also think I'm Irish ;-) who knows maybe I am, my brother does have red hair after all (AND according to my g. grandmother there was an irishwoman in the family tree) ^_^ I usually use this music to practice on my bodhrán (irish drum).
Here I am practicing on my bodhrán (WARNING: lower the volume before playing this, the sound quality isn't too great)
This is another song I came across while watching one of my favorite TV shows (Mad Men!). Como's voice makes me melt and it's always a pleasure to watch the lovely Cyd Charisse dance!
This song really makes me want to jump up and down and dance like a dork and for those of you who know me you know how rare it is for me to actually do that. FYI The guys in the video aren't the actual band.