DAS FORTE MUSIC This blog is my offering to you of music that makes a statement. You may not like every post, but I assure you I shall not bore you. ENJOY
Dedication folks. This fellow will NOT take the mouthpiece away from his lips for any emergency. This is quite commendable, but it is also dangerous when one needs to sneeze. Thus
Some of you know from my journal online that I do not have much patience for the alleged "altar call" as perpetrated these days be Fundamental Baptist preachers and others who copy them. The nagging threatening call to come to Christ in faith is terrifying, and I am convinced that many come to Christ out of terror of the fire breathing preacher rather than out of love for the Savior. That said, I watched Bishop G E Patterson giving his classic altar call, and I must say that, if an alter call is really in order, this is the way it should be done. There should be a spirit of encouragement, but the emphasis should be on the joy of "coming home" to God's family. Thus, enjoy as the Bishop calls a few home:
If you really need to deal more in depth with the altar call issue, GO HERE at my journal, Blessed Quietness. Now, here is the history of this hymn. It was born in a very real situation:
Tommy Emmanuel shows the temperament of Auzzies. These people are easy and friendly with each other. Nothing proves that like a top musician sharing the stage (not dominating it) with a kid just to give him a kick upward. Forte? Yes, as good as the blues gets.
I do not believe Tommy's persona is phony and simply a trade mark, as with so many performers these days. We visited Australia where my son and his family live, and all Auzzies are like Tommy. It did help to avoid telling them we were from the USA. We said we were from TEXAS, and they love Texas. Texas and Australia seem like sister nations..... Ooops, well, sister something anyway. We will visit Tommy Emmanuel again soon. To prove Tommy has a passion to boost young musicians, here is another one with a Forte young lady.... GO TO LINK
This one was popular when I was in college. I never paid much attention to it, so I assumed the high voice was a girl. I never listened to the words. I just found this, and I decided this kid was pretty clever, and........ FORTE. So, it deserves a play for memory's sake, and then off to the closet again.
How about the pegged trousers and the skinny ties. I hated those ties. The pegged trousers had to be designed by some French queer, at least that was my Dad's verdict. But you have to give that era credit for not coming out dressed in rubbish they found in the dumpster behind Goodwill Industries. If the 60s was art, we are lost forever. But, some poor demented soul our there needs the rush of returning to those plastic years. GO HERE, AND ENJOY
This is beyond precise. It is like two wings of an eagle. The unity of command and delivery is beyond anything I have seen in a long time. You may think this is only the acre of classical music. Not so. This oneness between the players is also found in the most excellent barber shop quartets and is called "the fifth sound." It was what made Glenn Miller's big band the masters of that genre. So, here it is.............