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...best tracks are those where the musical background is sufficiently engaging. In track three, “There’s Something Underwater,” Hynes enters with ukulele chords, leading into a swelling chorus that feels hymnal, reminiscent of an epic Sufjan Stevens’s song. It’s a simple composition, and while the lyrics are as predictable as on the rest of the album—Hynes seems to be striving the use the phrase “I miss you” a record number of times for a four minute song?...
...date to this period. Christmas Carols Ancient and Modern published in London by British lawyer William B. Sandys in 1833, was the first to print "God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen," "The First Noel" and "Hark! the Herald Angels Sing." "Joy to the World" first appeared in the Anglican Church hymnal Hymns Ancient and Modern in 1861. Composed by Isaac Watts, known as the "father of Englsh hymnody", the song actually wasn't written exclusively for singing at Christmastime. Charles Wesley's "Hark the Herald Angels Sing" was originally "Hark! How All The Welkin Rings!" (Welkin means sky or heaven...
...done it quite as impressively as Bon Iver in “For Emma, Forever Ago,” the 2007 debut album written, performed, and produced by Wisconsinite Justin Vernon. Part of the success of the album was the stark and at-times haunting instrumentation that supported his hymnal voicing. In Vernon’s newest project, an entirely new musical setting from the one established in “For Emma” surrounds these same vocal styles, yet it is just as moving. “Unmap,” is a collaboration with the Milwaukee-based...
...stretched to their tips. He turned his head and motioned me in.My left knee gave out but he stayed put.“You got it?”“Yes.”I stumbled as I snuck beneath his arm. Then I was using the hymnal to smooth my dress out. He was next to me, watching me, serious. “Miss Winnie?” The doors drifted shut behind us.“Yes, let’s go.”I’d really tried to act right since Trent...
...father, so I could admire it as big as I pleased.By the time the organ was cranking out “Up From the Grave He Arose,” I was well on my way to good spirits. Everybody around me started to pivot and scoop for hymnals. And I was already humming away as I, too, slid my hands around the pew pocket. But there was nary a hymnal. I straightened back up, I looked left, I looked right. I even rocked onto my toes to peer down the far ends of the pews. All empty. Daddy didn?...