A collaboration of: “The Classic Music Mafia”
nkit, Austrian Peter, and Steve C.
Every Sunday morning we present selections for our TBP family to enjoy.
We present symphonies, ensembles, quartets, octets, etc.
Not all of our music is strictly ‘classical’. We may stray a little, but we strive to make all of our selections ‘classy’.
We offer tips on proper ‘symphony etiquette’ and even some selections that are a bit light-hearted and fun aimed at a younger audience. Those pieces will be so designated, and might be a good way to introduce kids to a world of music that they might not have been exposed to or think of as old and ‘stuffy’.
A full symphony will run as long as it will. We don’t want to cut a symphony short. However, we also include some shorter pieces that we try to keep under fifteen minutes in length. You can sample each and hopefully find one or more that pleases you.
We hope that you enjoy our Sunday selections.
These are just kids
Georges Bizet – Carmen Suite No.1
0:00 Intro
0:26 Prelude
04:12 Aragonaise III Intermezzo
07:09 Seguedille
08:51 Les Dragons d’Alcala
10:26 Les Toreadors
Polish Nationwide Music Schools’ Symphonic Orchestras Competition 2014
Lukasz Sidoruk – conductor
Symphony Orchestra of The Karol Szymanowski Music School in Zamosc
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=opMCCil4Pjk
Georges Bizet – Carmen suite No. 2
Polish Nationwide Music Schools’ Symphonic Orchestras Competition
0:00 Applause
00:37 Marche des contrebandiers
05:11 Habanera
07:28 Nocturne
12:20 Chanson du Toréador
15:21 La garde montante
19:33 Danse Boheme
Polish Nationwide Music Schools’ Symphonic Orchestras Competition.
Jury Award Moniuszko School of Music Symphony Orchestra.
Bielsko-Biała (Bielsko Biala) Poland
Andrzej Kucybała – conductor
Play it for the kiddos
The Parting Glass
Next, in the spirit of St. Patricks Day and good Irish music, I present an olio of some good music from The Emerald Isle…
First up is an Irish and Scottish personal favorite, “The Parting Glass” sung by The Face Vocal Band. The song refers to the last drink that a host serves to a visitor, usually while on his or her horse. It is an old Scottish custom that Ireland developed many moons ago.
If I’m the bartender, then these young men get the next round on me. Slainte ! Lads.
The Green Fields Of France
I’d like to follow that up with what is referred to as Ireland’s favorite folk song. Titled “The Green Fields Of France.” It is a very popular anti-war song about an Irish lad (Willie McBride) fighting in France in WWI.
It is sung by Niall Hanna and Niamh Farrell. Very beautiful.
The Galway Girl
Next up is “The Galway Girl.” It is sung by, well, let’s just say nearly the entirety of Galway City, Ireland. With over 15,000 children and adults performing and singing, they set a record for the World’s largest street performance ever.
EAT
SLEEP
HURL
REPEAT
Gotta love these folks.
The Parting Glass
Again, a version of “The Parting Glass” at Peador O’Donnell’s Bar in Derry City, Ireland by the ladies of The University of Wisconsin Eau-Claire Women’s Concert Chorale.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zcJagerw8cM
The Green Fields Of France
Lastly, I’ll go back to “The Green Fields Of France” first because it is beautiful, and secondly because it is sung by an eighty year old man on a Dublin street.
It is a sad song, but sadder still is all the people walking past this man singing a tribute to his Dad, without tossing him 50 cents or a Pound or a Farthing. Very sad.
I hope that you like this.
Bolero de Ravel and Dvořák number 8: Danza eslava
op. 46
Orquesta joven de la Sinfónica de Galicia.
Director Vicente Alberola.
There is a number of minutes of applause after Ravel’s Bolero at 17:15, but the second piece Dvorak’s number 8 starts at 20:18
Danse Macabre by Camille Saint-Saëns Dance of Death, Op.40
Polish Nationwide Music Schools’ Symphonic Orchestras Competition 2014
Grzegorz Kazmierczak – xylophone
Stanislaw Aleksandrowicz – marimba
Maja Mazur – vibraphone
Aleksandra Nawrocka – orchestral bells
Malgorzata Kobierska – conductor
Orchestra KAMERTON ZPSM Koszalin
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qNMzBnuBC6Y
The Classic Music Mafia – Adding some class to this joint one Sunday at a time.
Heaven help us…
Not a classical piece. So, I hope it’s OK to post this …. since it is Sunday, and it’s Christian music, and is described as “almost 1500 years of Christian worship. It’s all crammed into 7.5 minutes, “ sung by ONE person! And, oh, what a beautiful voice he has!! Brought tears to my old eyes on at least one occasion.
It has 4.5 million views, and 24,000 comments.
That was awesome, Stucky. Thanks for sharing
Bravo! once again, Gentlemen: Steven, Peter, and Nkit.
I only got thru The Parting Glass by the Face Vocal Band before being compelled to comment.
Those are some talented men with beautiful harmonies and vocal range.
Impressive & enjoyable, and I’m not even Irish or Scottish.
Great find! And Thanks for sharing.
Now,
back to the other offerings here today.
Carpe Diem !
Glad you enjoyed their wonderful harmony, SMC. I’m thinking of posting more of their music down the road.
Thanks SMC for your kind words. I am so glad that you are enjoying our choices.
SUPERB selections sirs!! Galway and the other Irish efforts are GREAT. THANKS much.
Another token of appreciation mailed to Admin.
Thanks much, Ursel. I’m glad you liked the Irish touch. The Green Fields Of France has become a favorite of mine, and I often find myself singing about young Willie McBride. A beautiful, tragic song it is.
Never heard “The Green Fields Of France” before. I’m now listing for the THIRD time! Deeply saddening, indeed, that not one soul gave that old man a tip.
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I have at least 5 CDs with Bolero … a day with Bolero is ALWAYS a good day!!
Of course, I HAD to do a little research on that song.
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“Singer-songwriter Eric Bogle said he wrote The Green Fields of France as a response to the anti-Irish sentiment in Britain during the IRA bombing campaign of the 1970s.
Bogle revealed he chose the name “Willie McBride” for the 19-year-old who features in the song because of its “Irish connotations”.
The song is part of a trilogy of enduring classic first World War songs written by Bogle – the other two being The Band Played Waltzing Matilda and All the Fine Young Men. All three songs have been covered dozens of time.
In a programme to be broadcast on Lyric FM this Friday evening, Bogle said he wrote The Green Fields of France in 1975, a year after the Birmingham and Guildford bombings unleashed a wave of anti-Irish sentiment in Britain.
Bogle told presenter Myles Dungan the song was a “subtle reminder” to British people that thousands of Irishmen had died in the first World War in the service of the British Empire. However, he conceded that the reference was so subtle that “most people missed it”.
He added: “The Irish were not flavour of the month in the UK. A lot of Irishmen died preserving the British Empire during World War I. The reasons they fought and died was rarely to preserve the British Empire. It was a bit of fun, adventure and a way to making a living. Nonetheless, a lot of them died. It was a wee reminder that they weren’t all Tommy Atkins (the generic name for English soldiers at the time).”
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Rest of article here …
https://www.irishtimes.com/culture/music/green-fields-of-france-written-to-tackle-anti-irish-prejudice-1.2108217
Lastly, I am including another video of the song because, 1) very nice visuals that tie in with the song, and 2) I know Admin likes the Dropkick Murphys.
Well, shit. I have no idea why that’s age restricted. Fuck Jootube!!!
Here’s the link . NO spaces before the //
https: //www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kqba0IUdiBk&ab_channel=SandroNatriashvili
Eric Bogle emigrated from Scotland to Australia when he was 25 years old. As you mentioned, he penned Waltzing Matilda. When the song came out I heard it infrequently and did not know what it was about. It’s about the slaughter of 50,00 Australian and New Zealand troop in the battle of Gallipoli against the Turks in WWI.
A “Matilda” is/was a backpack holding a one man tent that Australians used in the outback, and that Australian soldiers carried in WWI Perhaps LLPOH has his own “Matilda.” It is a story of a young Australian that lost both of his legs in that battle, thus he was no longer capable of waltzing his “Matilda”. He was bitter and unhappy over his lot, and rightly so. It, like Bogle’s Green Fields of France is another anti-war song that points out the insanity of war.
I’ll leave it at that and play on
Now when I was a young man I carried me pack, and I lived the free life of a rover
From the Murray’s green basin to the dusty outback, well, I waltzed my Matilda all over
Then in 1915, my country said son, it’s time you stopped rambling, there’s work to be done
So they gave me a tin hat, and they gave me a gun, and they marched me away to the war
And the band played Waltzing Matilda, as the ship pulled away from the Quay
And amidst all the cheers, the flag-waving and tears, we sailed off for Gallipoli
And how well I remember that terrible day, how our blood stained the sand and the water
And of how in that hell that they called Suvla Bay, we were butchered like lambs at the slaughter
Johnny Turk he was waiting, he’d primed himself well, he showered us with bullets
And he rained us with shell, and in five minutes flat, he’d blown us all straight to hell
Nearly blew us right back to Australia
But the band played Waltzing Matilda, when we stopped to bury our slain
We buried ours, and the Turks buried theirs, then we started all over again
And those that were left, well we tried to survive, in that mad world of blood, death and fire
And for ten weary weeks I kept myself alive, though around me the corpses piled higher
Then a big Turkish shell knocked me arse over head, and when I woke up in my hospital bed
And saw what it had done, well I wished I was dead: never knew there was worse things than dyin’
For I’ll go no more waltzing Matilda, all around the green bush far and free
To hang tent and pegs, a man needs both legs-no more waltzing Matilda for me
So they gathered the crippled, the wounded, the maimed, and they shipped us back home to Australia
The legless, the armless, the blind, the insane, those proud wounded heroes of Suvla
And as our ship pulled into Circular Quay, I looked at the place where me legs used to be
And thanked Christ there was nobody waiting for me, to grieve, to mourn, and to pity
But the band played Waltzing Matilda, as they carried us down the gangway
But nobody cheered, they just stood and stared, then they turned all their faces away
And so now every April, I sit on me porch, and I watch the parades pass before me
And I see my old comrades, how proudly they march, reviving old dreams of past glories
And the old men march slowly, old bones stiff and sore, the forgotten heroes of a forgotten war
And the young people ask, what are they marching for? …and I ask myself the same question
But the band plays Waltzing Matilda, and the old men still answer the call
But as year follows year, more old men disappear, someday no one will march there at all
“Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda, who’ll come a-waltzing Matilda with me?
And their ghosts may be heard as they march by that billabong
Who’ll come a-waltzing Matilda with me?
nicely transcribed, brudder. sad story indeed.
Fare thee well, good friend. Fare thee well.
I hoist a Woodford to you, bro….thanks…I’m just trying to be sociable
Great selections guys. I loved the young people playing Bolero. What a talented group of kids.