I never thought that I'd have to break out the old Romanovsky & Phillips song, "Homophobes in Robes."
On a different topic, a conversation about favorite (and unfavorite) hymns got me thinking about language. The other month I had misheard a chant as "Dark Moon! / New Moon! / Epic Spaghetti!" — it was really "Dark Moon! / New Moon! / Endings! / Beginnings!" This hasn't stopped me from chanting the mis-heard version and giggling, and then moving on to "Echo Echo / Amalak!"
But afterward, I had to wonder why I was dissatisfied with the actual chant. Part of it was the recorded delivery of it; another part was that it wasn't something like "Tenebris Luna! / Nova Luna! / Terminus! / Initium!" which is a very quick and dirty translation into Latin. After some more consideration and experiments with phrasing and meter, the third part was that the chant I heard wasn't very melodic.
Oh well, I suppose this is further evidence that ritual presentation is important to me.
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