The Gloria section was kind of daunting because there are suddenly SO MANY WORDS to set.
This one is almost all in strictly two-part singing or just one, and features more fifths š Itās got call and response type ideas and uses the Gloria in excelsis Deo itself as a kind of refrain. For this (and the Sanctus) I was thinking a little of the Estonian runic songs and work songs, also often sung by women with a leader and responses. I also wanted to do something upbeat and bouncy! (Except for the little bit of chant-style in the middle.)
I first started this Kyrie a year and a half ago and did a lil draft of me singing it into the computer š Ā I donāt think at that time I was even thinking of it being a Real Thing sung by a Real Choir; it was a slightly spur of the moment thing experimenting with simplicity, drones, FIFTHS and Lydian mode ā very very loosely inspired by a tiny of Icelandic music Iād heard (the Lydian and the fifths!) Ā But I did write the rest of the mass setting and then to my delight our conductor asked āso do you have anything else for us to sing?ā and we rehearsed it this term. Ā I am so so pleased with how it eventually turned out, especially in the acoustic of the church where we performed. Ā Everything I could have hoped for. Ā (Iām on here! Ā Singing the drone :D)
This is just very very meditative ā the same thing cycles around with slight variation a total of seven times ā I think the influence of PƤrt and holy minimalism is even clearer in another movement but thatās the sort of mood here for sure. Ā I love being part of this group, I love writing for womenās voices and I love absorbing influences from our mostly medieval repertoire.
Kyrie eleison (ĪĻĻĪ¹Īµ į¼Ī»ĪĪ·ĻĪæĪ½) Lord, have mercy
Christe eleison (Ī§ĻĪ¹ĻĻĪ į¼Ī»ĪĪ·ĻĪæĪ½) Christ, have mercy
funny thing
the life we share
I hold your hand as if I never let go
we were young
we were child-kings in our kingdom
our treasure gold in the fields and our crowns of flowers from the hedgerows
am I the girl
who once was your dazzling prize?
winter frosty bright, you had to shade your eyes
now we smile over coffee at breakfastĀ
If someone told you years ago,
would you ever believe it?
if I had known
the things I know today
that weād make it safe
and walking the stair
past steps that werenāt there
weād make it safe homeĀ
memory shakes me
I let you down
and woven wreaths like vows we made unravelled
we were too weak
too weak to stop what had started
I cursed them, āshe is the one that I love, however we be parted’Ā
we come home
unpack our things from the grocery store
blanket forts sitting on the floor
you are my fortress
and my airfield
I will go
and come back home
And all that happened years ago
with time and grace we can grieve it and let it go
the colours change but this I know today
I love you, weāre safe
I love you, weāre safe
I love you, weāre safe
I love you, weāre safe
weāre home
Bit of a self-indulgent film orchestration exercise š Ā With a little of Terraās Theme in there too. Ā The instrument is a Hardanger fiddle (hardingfele), though Iām afraid I havenāt worried about writing particularly idiomatically for it.