FRIDAY, MARCH 13, 2015

QUOTE:
"Every composer knows the anguish and despair occasioned
  by forgetting ideas which one had no time to write down."
AUTHOR: Hector Berlioz

MEANING OF THE QUOTE:
"Artistic inspiration is fleeting
 (passing quickly) and unexpected."

COMPOSER
IVES

http://elizaveganpage.blogspot.com/2014/09/ersetzen-wirs.html

In Flanders' Fields (1919)

Veronica Lenz-Khun, Soprano

Tan Crone, Piano

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g1KJyEGDTJo

http://drs.library.yale.edu/HLTransformer/HLTransServlet?stylename=yul.ead2002.xhtml.xsl&pid=music:mss.0014.1
&query=&clear-stylesheet-cache=yes&hlon=yes&big=y&adv=&filter=&hitPageStart=&sortFields=&view=c01_13#s13

Written in a rare mood of bitter indignation, anguish,
sorrow, and concern for so much lose of life,
(happening and to come).

http://www.hunting.be/2014/04/de-grote-oorlog/

Poet and doctor, Canadian
John McCrae (1872-1918)

wrote his famous poem while sitting on the step of an

ambulance, after the burial of his friend, Al Helmer,

who was blown to bit's. Then was asked what

he had written and said,

" I don't know..."

In Flanders Fields

John McCrae

Heritage Minute

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nu_BjH0p2Y4

http://www.robinsonlibrary.com/linguistics/american/canadian/mccrae.htm

ANTI-BULLYING PROGRAM: 9-11

http://www.warmuseum.ca/cwm/exhibitions/remember/flandersfields_e.shtml

In Flanders Fields
By Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae, MD (1872-1918)
In Flanders Fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly

Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,

Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die

We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields

http://librivox.org/in-flanders-fields-by-john-mccrae/

http://scriptorium.lib.duke.edu/sheetmusic/a/a07/a0768/

FLIGHT 93

EMPTY SKY
by Bruce Springsteen
I woke up this morning
I could barely breathe
Just an empty impression
In the bed where you used to be
I want a kiss from your lips
I want an eye for an eye

I woke up this morning to the empty sky
Empty sky, empty sky
I woke up this morning to an empty sky

Empty sky, empty sky
I woke up this morning to an empty sky
Blood on the streets
Yeah blood flowin' down
I hear the blood of my blood
Cryin' from the ground

Empty sky, empty sky
I woke up this morning to an empty sky
Empty sky, empty sky
I woke up this morning to an empty sky

On the plains of Jordan
I cut my bow from the wood
Of this tree of evil
Of this tree of good
I want a kiss from your lips
I want an eye for an eye

I woke up this morning to an empty sky
Empty sky, empty sky
I woke up this morning to an empty sky
Empty sky, empty sky
I woke up this morning to an empty sky
Empty sky, empty sky
I woke up this morning to an empty sky
Copyright © Bruce Springsteen (ASCAP)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?t=66&v=exxQT8i0nBQ

http://www.nj.com/hudson/index.ssf/2009/09/reception_planned_for_controve.html