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1. "A Baroque Christmas", with the Sacramento Baroque Soloists on 12/5/2009 at 8 pm and on 12/6/2009 at 3 pm at St. Paul's Episcopal church in Midtown Sacramento. Go to www.sacramentobaroque.org for more more details and to purchase tickets. Included in the program will be works by Lully, Biber, Bach, Schutz, and Corelli's "Christmas Concerto". A concert of seasonal instrumental favorites played in an intimate setting on authentic baroque instruments.

2. "Voyages Musicaux-Carols from Distant Lands", by the Vocal Art Ensemble on 12/12/2009 at 7:30 pm at the Woodland Presbyterian Church, 12/13/2009 at 2:00 pm at the Sacramento Trinity Cathedral, and at 7:30 pm at the Unitarian Universalist Church in Davis, also on 12/13/2009. Go to www.vae.trug.com for more information and to purchase tix. A concert of seasonal vocal works presented in a choral setting with beautiful harmonies.

Love is a rebellious bird,
that no one can tame.
And you call him quite in vain
if it suits him not to come.

Nothing helps, neither threat nor prayer;
one man talks well,
but the other man is the one that I prefer.
He's silent, but I like his looks.

Love! Love! Love! Love!

Love is a gypsy's child,
it has never, ever known a law.
Love me not, then I love you;
If I love you, you best beware.

The bird you thought that you had caught,
beat it's wings and flew away.
Love stays away, you wait and wait;
when least expected, there it is.

All around you, swift so swift,

When I Live Alone
I dream of a horizon
with no words.
In the shadow and amongst lights
for my sight it's all black
if you are not with me...here

You
in your world
separated from mine by an abyss
Hear
call me
I'll fly
to your distant world

for you I'll fly
wait for me I'll arrive
my trip's end is you
for living it we two.
For you I'll fly
by skies and seas
up to your love.
Openiong the eyes at last
with you I'll live

When you are far
I dream of a horizon
with no words.
And I know that you are always there, there
a moon made for me
always illuminated for me

How sweet, how fair this likeness Is,
So sweet as never eye beheld!
Its heavenly image fills my breast,
My heart, with new emotion pressed,
Some quality I ne'er could name
Yet here it burns with steady flame.
Should this emotion love be called?
Ah yes, it is to love I yield!
Ah, could I not but find her here!
Ah, if to me she were but near,
I should, I should be-warm and pire-
What should I do?-
I should embrace her tenderly
Close to my heart in ecstasy,
And then forever she'd be mine.

Dawn with her rosy mantle,
Stands at the gate of morning.
Night's gloom afar is driven,
Yet thou art slumbering still!
Wake, and arise my fairest,
Look forth, in beauty beaming,
Brighter than sunshine gleaming,
With joy my heart to fill.

Oh, moment of rapture,
Her fair hand appeareth;
My sighing she heareth!
My prayer she grants,
Bissfull moment,
She appeareth!

My sighing
She heareth!
Ye moments ,oh, hasten,
Until I behold her!
Until I have told her
My heart she enchants,
Until I have told her my heart she enchants.

Giunse alfin il momento...al desio / At Last Comes the Moment...Come Hurry My Love

At comes the moment
when, without reserve, I can rejoice
in my lovers arms:
timid scruples, hence from my heart,
and do not come to trouble my delight

Oh how the spirit of this place,
the earth and the sky, seem
to echo the fire of my love!
How the night furthers my stealth!

Come, hurry, my beloved,
to the desire of the one who adores you!
I shall die if you leave me
still to sigh in vain.

Oh, my darling, remember
Your promises, your vows!
And those moments of solace

On Friday, Saturday, and Sunday, August 21-23, 2009 at the Davis Art Center in Davis, Ca, there will be three days of exciting music making and concerts for Beginning, Intermediate, and Advanced string players of all ages. Students will experience a variety of styles and learn tunes taught by ear. Instructors will include:

Richard Greene of violin in rock music, a bluegrass fiddle player since l966, and one of the first to pioneer the use of the violin in rock music.

Lovely Moon, your silver light
shines on these banks and these flowers,
you inspire the elements
to the language of love;
you alone are witness
to my ardent desire,
and tell the one I love
of my beating heart and my sighing.

Tell her that distance
cannot ease my pain,
and that if I cherish one hope
it is for the future alone.
Tell her too that day and night
I count the hours of pain,
and that one tempting hope
comforts me in love

from the Spanish:

Mi Ranchito (My Little Ranch)

Far Away
At the foot of the mountain
Where the sun hides early
My sad little ranch is still there
My work abandoned

There, I passed the years
There, I found my first love
There, were the betrayals
The ones that killed my illusions

Oh heart
You left me
Don't tell me goodbye
Come back
To cheer up the little ranch
That was once my whole life's dream

Wicked one
Your black eyes bewitched me with their look
If I'd never seen them
They wouldn't have caused me such pain

As has been announced on recent shows of mine, on 5/30/09, and 5/31/09, the Vocal Arts Ensemble under the direction of Tracia Barbieri will present a concert of vocal and instrumental music from the British Isles. This will include British Renaissance music, as well as Irish jigs, and Gaelic Airs. Celtic instrumentalists Bob Wren and Ray Frank, as well as classical guitarist Matthew Grasso will be present to present period instrumental pieces, and to accompany the vocalists on some of their numbers.