To welcome the new year, we’re bringing you an amazing performance from two American banjo player legends, Abigail Washburn and Bela Fleck. They perform Hao Huo Hong literally meaning Good Flower Red.
The lyrics speak about the small red flowers that make up the blossoms of the pears trees on the mountains above the Yan River. Abigail Washburn relates the song’s history and the significance of the red flower in China:
“Hao Hua Hong is an age-old folk song from the native Buyi people who live in the high mountain forests of Guizhou. I learned the song from a record of the artist Gong Linna called Traditional Chinese Folk Songs. Every time this song would go by as I listened to her record I was moved by the quality of her voice and the idea of one small red leaf making a mountain to look of fire.”
Often, the September Moon is also called the Harvest Moon, but this year the Harvest Moon occurs in October. The Harvest Moon is the Moon that falls nearest the autumnal equinox; this full Moon provides the most light at the time when it’s needed most—to complete the harvest!
Technically speaking, however, the moonrise for the September 2017 and October 2017 full Moons are very close this year. For several days after both full Moons, the Moon rises a shorter-than-usual time after sunset, creating more light during harvest time. During both months, the Moon will hang large after sunset, casting its beautiful light on our fields of grain.
Pray for the Holy Innocents. More than ever, Souls are relinquished prematurely.
A haunting carol, The Coventry Carol, from a play in the 16th century was imagined to be sung by the mothers whose children have been murdered by Herod at the time Of Christ’s birth as related in the Gospel of Matthew. The play and the song concern the massacre of the young children of Bethlehem at the command of King Herod.
Lullay thou little tiny child,
By, by lully lullay.
O sisters, too how may we do,
For to preserve this day;
This poor youngling for whom we sing,
By by lully lullay.
Herod the king, in his raging
Charged he hath this day;
His men of might in his own sight
All young children to slay.
Then woe is me, poor child for thee
And ever mourn and say;
For thy parting, no say nor sing
By by lully lullay
There is no rose of such virtue
As was the rose that bare Jesu: Alleluia!
For in that rose contained was heav’n and earth
In little space: Res miranda! [thing of wonder]
By that rose we well may see
There be One God in Persons Three: Pares Forma! [incomparable, perfect form]
The angels sang, the shepherds, too:
Gloria in excelsis Deo! Gaudeamus! [let us rejoice]
Leave we all this worldly mirth,
And follow we this joyful birth: Transeamus! [let us go over]
Thanks Jackie! Great recommend
Jack put out an album to my surprise in April (2016) and even let me name one of the songs…A thriving young lad who lightsmyway.
“A collection of songs written over the course of winter 2015, my self-titled debut features a variety of genres. Although inspired by numerous people, this album’s creativity draws from the nature around me.” -Jack Moody (April, 2016)
released April 10, 2016