Program
Sacra et Profana
Sacra et Profana
Dr. Stuart Sladden, Artistic Director
Ruth Denton, Apprentice Conductor
Charmaine Bacon, Collaborative Pianist
Vijay Chalasani, Viola
Jewel Casselman, Recorder
Ruth Denton, Apprentice Conductor
Charmaine Bacon, Collaborative Pianist
Vijay Chalasani, Viola
Jewel Casselman, Recorder
Vignette One:
'Early' Sacred Music
'Early' Sacred Music
Laudate Jehovam omnes gentes (Psalm 117)
George Philipp Telemann (1681-1767)
Jewel Casselman - Recorder
Vijay Chalasani - Viola
O praise the Lord, all ye nations:
praise him, all ye people.
For his merciful kindness is great toward us:
and the truth of the Lord endureth for ever.
Praise ye the Lord.
George Philipp Telemann (1681-1767)
Jewel Casselman - Recorder
Vijay Chalasani - Viola
O praise the Lord, all ye nations:
praise him, all ye people.
For his merciful kindness is great toward us:
and the truth of the Lord endureth for ever.
Praise ye the Lord.
Cantate Domino (Psalm 149: 1-3)
Heinrich Schütz (1585-1672)
Praise ye the Lord.
Sing unto the Lord a new song,
and his praise in the congregation of saints.
Let Israel rejoice in him that made him:
let the children of Zion be joyful in their King.
Let them praise his name in the dance:
let them sing praises unto him with the timbrel and harp.
Heinrich Schütz (1585-1672)
Praise ye the Lord.
Sing unto the Lord a new song,
and his praise in the congregation of saints.
Let Israel rejoice in him that made him:
let the children of Zion be joyful in their King.
Let them praise his name in the dance:
let them sing praises unto him with the timbrel and harp.
If Ye Love Me
Thomas Tallis (1505-1585)
If ye love me, keep my commandments.
And I will pray the Father,
and he shall give you another comforter,
that he may 'bide with you forever;
E'en the spirit of truth.
Thomas Tallis (1505-1585)
If ye love me, keep my commandments.
And I will pray the Father,
and he shall give you another comforter,
that he may 'bide with you forever;
E'en the spirit of truth.
Vignette Two:
'Early' Secular Music
'Early' Secular Music
Now Is the Month of Maying
Thomas Morley (1557-1602)
Now is the month of Maying,
When merry lads are playing. Fa la la.
Each with his bonny lass,
upon the greeny grass. Fa la la.
The Spring, clad all in gladness,
Doth laugh at Winter’s sadness, Fa la la.
And to the Bagpipe’s sound
The Nymphs tread out their ground. Fa la la.
Fie then! Why sit wee musing,
Youth’s sweet delight refusing? Fa la la.
Say, dainty Nymphs, and speak,
Shall wee play barley break? Fa la la.
Thomas Morley (1557-1602)
Now is the month of Maying,
When merry lads are playing. Fa la la.
Each with his bonny lass,
upon the greeny grass. Fa la la.
The Spring, clad all in gladness,
Doth laugh at Winter’s sadness, Fa la la.
And to the Bagpipe’s sound
The Nymphs tread out their ground. Fa la la.
Fie then! Why sit wee musing,
Youth’s sweet delight refusing? Fa la la.
Say, dainty Nymphs, and speak,
Shall wee play barley break? Fa la la.
Come Again, Sweet Love
John Dowland (1563-1626)
Come again!
Sweet love doth now invite,
Thy graces that refrain,
To do me due delight,
To see, to hear, to touch, to kiss, to die,
With thee again in sweetest sympathy.
Come again!
That I may cease to mourn,
Through thy unkind disdain:
For now, left and forlorn,
I sit, I sigh, I weep, I faint, I die,
In deadly pain and endless misery.
All the day
The sun that lends me shine
By frowns does cause me pine
And feeds me with decay,
Her smiles, my springs that make my joys to grow,
Her frowns, the winters of my woe.
Gentle Love,
Draw forth thy wounding dart,
Thou canst not pierce her heart,
For I that to approve,
By sighs and tears more hot than are thy shafts,
Do tempt, while she for triumph laughs.
John Dowland (1563-1626)
Come again!
Sweet love doth now invite,
Thy graces that refrain,
To do me due delight,
To see, to hear, to touch, to kiss, to die,
With thee again in sweetest sympathy.
Come again!
That I may cease to mourn,
Through thy unkind disdain:
For now, left and forlorn,
I sit, I sigh, I weep, I faint, I die,
In deadly pain and endless misery.
All the day
The sun that lends me shine
By frowns does cause me pine
And feeds me with decay,
Her smiles, my springs that make my joys to grow,
Her frowns, the winters of my woe.
Gentle Love,
Draw forth thy wounding dart,
Thou canst not pierce her heart,
For I that to approve,
By sighs and tears more hot than are thy shafts,
Do tempt, while she for triumph laughs.
El Grillo
Josquin des Prez (ca. 1440-1521)
The cricket is a good singer
He can sing very long
He sings all the time.
But he isn't like the other birds.
If they've sung a little bit
They go somewhere else
The cricket remains where he is
When the heat is very fierce
Then he sings only for love.
Josquin des Prez (ca. 1440-1521)
The cricket is a good singer
He can sing very long
He sings all the time.
But he isn't like the other birds.
If they've sung a little bit
They go somewhere else
The cricket remains where he is
When the heat is very fierce
Then he sings only for love.
Sing We At Pleasure
Thomas Weelkes (ca. 1576-1623)
Sing we at pleasure,
Content is our treasure.
Fa la la.
Sweet Love shall keep the ground,
Whilst we his praises sound.
All shepherds in a ring,
Shall dancing ever sing:
Fa la la.
Thomas Weelkes (ca. 1576-1623)
Sing we at pleasure,
Content is our treasure.
Fa la la.
Sweet Love shall keep the ground,
Whilst we his praises sound.
All shepherds in a ring,
Shall dancing ever sing:
Fa la la.
Vignette Three:
'Modern' Sacred Music
'Modern' Sacred Music
Ubi Caritas
Maurice Duruflé (1902-1986)
Where charity and love are, God is there.
Christ's love has gathered us into one.
Let us rejoice and be pleased in Him.
Let us fear, and let us love the living God.
And may we love each other with a sincere heart.
Where charity and love are, God is there.
Maurice Duruflé (1902-1986)
Where charity and love are, God is there.
Christ's love has gathered us into one.
Let us rejoice and be pleased in Him.
Let us fear, and let us love the living God.
And may we love each other with a sincere heart.
Where charity and love are, God is there.
Ave Verum
Edward Elgar (1857-1934)
Jesu, word of God Incarnate, of the Virgin Mary born,
On the cross thy sacred body for us men with nails was torn.
Cleanse us, by they blood and water streaming form thy pierced side;
Feed us with thy body broken, now in death’s agony!
O Jesus, hear us Son of Mary.
Edward Elgar (1857-1934)
Jesu, word of God Incarnate, of the Virgin Mary born,
On the cross thy sacred body for us men with nails was torn.
Cleanse us, by they blood and water streaming form thy pierced side;
Feed us with thy body broken, now in death’s agony!
O Jesus, hear us Son of Mary.
Psalm 84: Cantique de Jean Racine
Gabriel Fauré (1845-1924)
arr. Hal H. Hopson (b. 1933)
O Lord of hosts,
How lovely are Thy dwellings.
My soul longs for Thy courts, O Lord.
My heart and flesh cry out.
O blest are they whose hope is forever in Thee;
Who praise Thy name,
Who sing their songs within Thy holy house.
O Lord, incline Thine ear;
Look down, my spirit longs for Thee.
A Sun and Shield is the Lord of Hosts.
O Lord of hosts,
How lovely are Thy dwellings.
My soul, it longs for Thee, O Lord.
My heart and flesh cry out.
In Thee I trust;
Look down and hear my prayer.
Gabriel Fauré (1845-1924)
arr. Hal H. Hopson (b. 1933)
O Lord of hosts,
How lovely are Thy dwellings.
My soul longs for Thy courts, O Lord.
My heart and flesh cry out.
O blest are they whose hope is forever in Thee;
Who praise Thy name,
Who sing their songs within Thy holy house.
O Lord, incline Thine ear;
Look down, my spirit longs for Thee.
A Sun and Shield is the Lord of Hosts.
O Lord of hosts,
How lovely are Thy dwellings.
My soul, it longs for Thee, O Lord.
My heart and flesh cry out.
In Thee I trust;
Look down and hear my prayer.
O Sacrum Convivium
Stephanie Martin
O sacred feast, in which Christ is partaken:
Recalling the memory of his suffering, our minds are filled with gratitude
and a pledge of future glory to us is given.
Stephanie Martin
O sacred feast, in which Christ is partaken:
Recalling the memory of his suffering, our minds are filled with gratitude
and a pledge of future glory to us is given.
Vignette Four:
'Modern' Secular Music
'Modern' Secular Music
She's Like the Swallow
arr. Stephen Chatman (b. 1950)
She's like the swallow that flies so high,
She's like the river that never runs dry,
She's like the sunshine on the lee shore,
I love my love and love is no more.
'Twas out in the garden this fair maid did go,
A-picking the beautiful primrose;
The more she pluck'd the more she pulled
Until she got her apron full.
It's out of those roses she made a bed,
A stony pillow for her head.
She laid her down, no word she spoke,
Until this fair maid's heart was broke.
arr. Stephen Chatman (b. 1950)
She's like the swallow that flies so high,
She's like the river that never runs dry,
She's like the sunshine on the lee shore,
I love my love and love is no more.
'Twas out in the garden this fair maid did go,
A-picking the beautiful primrose;
The more she pluck'd the more she pulled
Until she got her apron full.
It's out of those roses she made a bed,
A stony pillow for her head.
She laid her down, no word she spoke,
Until this fair maid's heart was broke.
Away From the Roll of the Sea
Allister MacGillivray (b. 1948)
Small craft in a harbour that’s still and serene
give no indication what their ways have been.
They rock at their moorings all nestled in dreams,
away from the roll of the sea.
Their stern lines are groaning a lullaby air,
a ghost in the cuddy, a gull on the spar.
But never they whisper of journeys afar,
away from the roll of the sea.
Oh had they the tongues for to speak,
what tales of adventure they’d weave,
but now they are anchored to sleep and slumber alee.
Come fair winds to wake them tomorrow we pray.
Come harvest a-plenty to them every day,
Till guided by harbour lights they’re home to stay,
away from the roll of the sea.
Allister MacGillivray (b. 1948)
Small craft in a harbour that’s still and serene
give no indication what their ways have been.
They rock at their moorings all nestled in dreams,
away from the roll of the sea.
Their stern lines are groaning a lullaby air,
a ghost in the cuddy, a gull on the spar.
But never they whisper of journeys afar,
away from the roll of the sea.
Oh had they the tongues for to speak,
what tales of adventure they’d weave,
but now they are anchored to sleep and slumber alee.
Come fair winds to wake them tomorrow we pray.
Come harvest a-plenty to them every day,
Till guided by harbour lights they’re home to stay,
away from the roll of the sea.
We Rise Again
arr. Lydia Adams (b. 1953)
When the waves roll on over the waters, and the ocean cries,
We look to our sons and daughters to explain our lives.
As if a child could tell us why that as sure as the sunrise,
As sure as the sea, as sure as the wind in the trees,
We rise again in the faces of our children,
We rise again in the voices of our song,
We rise again in the waves out on the ocean,
And then we rise again.
When the light goes dark with the forces of creation across a stormy sky,
We look to reincarnation to explain our lives.
As if a child could tell us why that as sure as the sunrise
As sure as the sea, as sure as the wind in the trees,
We rise again in the faces of our children,
We rise again in the voices of our song,
We rise again in the waves out on the ocean,
And then we rise again.
arr. Lydia Adams (b. 1953)
When the waves roll on over the waters, and the ocean cries,
We look to our sons and daughters to explain our lives.
As if a child could tell us why that as sure as the sunrise,
As sure as the sea, as sure as the wind in the trees,
We rise again in the faces of our children,
We rise again in the voices of our song,
We rise again in the waves out on the ocean,
And then we rise again.
When the light goes dark with the forces of creation across a stormy sky,
We look to reincarnation to explain our lives.
As if a child could tell us why that as sure as the sunrise
As sure as the sea, as sure as the wind in the trees,
We rise again in the faces of our children,
We rise again in the voices of our song,
We rise again in the waves out on the ocean,
And then we rise again.
Special Thanks To:
The parish church of St. John Brebeuf and Father Wayne Morrissey
for allowing us use of this wonderful space to both rehearse and perform in.
The parish church of St. John Brebeuf and Father Wayne Morrissey
for allowing us use of this wonderful space to both rehearse and perform in.
Members of the Choir
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Soprano
Liz Barker Kathleen Bell Susan Bond Gail Brown Joyce Burns Jill Brandes Marianne Clipsham Ruth Denton Beth Helliar Donna Jones Gayle Kolson Michelle Larose-Kuzenko Jennifer Lidstone Marguerite Massicotte Diane Prescott Emily Richards Jill Scott Valerie Shantz Donna Stone Teresa Thille Susan Thorpe Lucinda Williams Stevi Wood Trish Wood Janice Yon |
Alto
Maria Aruda Wendy Broadfoot Jewel Casselman Tiffany Chin Heather Gerardy Gina Giesbrecht Crystal Hood Kathleen Hornshaw Sandie Isaac Judith Kerr Joanne Kusiak Dawn Lazar Judy Mackay Teresa Jean Martin Ann McKenzie Lynne Mitchell-Pedersen Maureen Morrison Janis Prochera Rosemary Roche Julie Schmidt Lesley Summers Suzanne Thille Katherine Woodward |
Tenor
Gordon Hart William Helgason Annette Kletke John Tanner Robin Wiens |
Bass
Neil Arnason Vijay Chalasani Derek Frykas Roy Halstead Brian Hood Ken Pauls Artistic Director Stuart Sladden Collaborative Pianist Charmaine Bacon Apprentice Conductor Ruth Denton |
Joie de Vivre Community Choir (JDV) was founded in 2002 by Helga Anderson and Ann Lugsden as a program within the Division of Preparatory Studies at the Marcel A. Desautels Faculty of Music, University of Manitoba. In 2014 JDV established itself as a mainstay in the Winnipeg community choral landscape under the direction of John Tanner and since then the choir has been fortunate to call the Parish of St. John Brebeuf home. In 2018 Dr. Stuart Sladden began his tenure as the choir’s music director and in 2019 our apprentice conductor program was established; the post is now being held by Ruth Denton. JDV is a non-auditioned community choir that welcomes singers of all experience levels, so if you are interested in joining the choir please do not hesitate to be in touch with us, by speaking with Dr. Sladden or by sending us an email at [email protected]. Thank you so much for joining us today for the conclusion of our first in-person season in over 2 years! We hope you enjoy the program as much as we have enjoyed putting it together for you.