One of this country's oldest choruses, Mendelssohn Club of Philadelphia performs choral music to create a shared transcendent experience among its singers and audiences. Through the excellence of its adventurous performances, Mendelssohn Club advances the development of choral music as an art form.
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Adam Levine is a living treasure for the city of Philadelphia. I attended his bus tour and lectures on the Mill Creek, which flows through West Philly but much of it has been diverted underground into a sewer like pipe system. Living in University City near Clark Park the Mill Creek flows underground a block from my home.
Dear Paul Rardin! I was an Exchange Student at Towson University and member of your choirs. I‘m still thankful for having the Chance to work with you! You are such a wonderful musician, conductur and mentor. Greetings from Germany - Silke Neumann
Finally someone who pronounces the name almost correctly. Thank you ma'am. An American, no less. Today's Dutch spelling would be "Schuilkill" because of the grammar being reformed quite a few (hundred) years ago. The sound in Dutch today would be, in phonetic American; "Schowlkill" with the "ch" sounding like popcorn stuck in the throat 🍿 and the "owl" part sounding like a true blue hooter 🦉
The interview has really encouraged me. I’ve love singing since i was in Second Grade. Now 58, never having followed a career in music, but never losing my love of music, & never taking to reading music (* i tried when I was 12/13 years old, but played the clarinet by memorizing the song). I so want to participate in & eventually lead some type of choral group, bringing in percussionists, & sign language. Thank you so much!!
Here's a version of the poem, from a blog post that may have typos, with edits that are closer to the lyrics we sang: My apple pie is sweeter I use the same cinnamon and nutmeg The same apples, every time When you bite in, your eyes close And you relish it with delight. Her pie is peach And you convince her that you love it Love her Just the same But her peaches are in season Now, at least. When autumn comes You come calling For my sweeter apple pie And I’m the fool who believes your lies.
I find myself returning to listen anew to this beautiful piece for comfort and solace during these trying times. Thanks to all for creating this stunning, ethereal work. It brings peace to my soul.
