In a context I won't bore you with, I just wrote that I would have to leave my home tomorrow "like a modern liturgist leaving a traditional Mass" (and then added, "quickly, not fuming")
What good, colorful similes or metaphors can we use to enliven our musical life?
Here are a few starters:
He played the organ as .....
When he led the choir, ....
It wasn't so much that he was late to rehearsal as .....
I describe the traditional Solesmes non-accent as "the driest martini: pour gin while thinking about Vermouth." (That is, think about an accent, without trying to create one.)
Like a trapeze artist stepping out on a high wire stretched over a hushed crowd, Lucille begins the incipit to Gounod's Gloria, with all in the little church clutching their hands, hearts in mouths, Easter hats askew, as she tentatively climbs and weaves---everyone swaying and straining in anticipation until she reaches her "A", subsiding in relief as the parish's prized soprano returns to safer ground.
So I've been listening to the Iliad on my kindle, and Homer's similes so far are better than ours. But hopefully they are adaptable to use in describing certain dysfunctional parish dynamics?
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So were the hearts of the Achaeans split in their breasts. Just as a evil-minded lion comes upon cattle, that are grazing in countless numbers in the low land in a great marsh. Among them is a herdsman not yet experienced in fighting a wild beast over the carcass of a crooked-horned cow; but he walks with the herd, first in front
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[Hector] ... swooped as a high-flying eagle which dives to the plain through black clouds to seize either a tender lamb or a cowering rabbit.
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as a lion easily crushes the gentle young of a swift deer, snatching them with his strong teeth, once he has entered into their lair, and he devours their tender hearts; and even if the mother happens to be near, she cannot give them aid, for a severe trembling comes over her. Swiftly she darts through the thick brush and woods, rushing and sweating beneath the attack of the powerful beast
When the women (incl several super teens) sing with an undernourished, breathy, and slightly insecure sound, I sometimes ask them to sing as if they've gained 20 years and 20 pounds.
When tenors sing in their own tonal center and rhythm, I ask them to sing as if they are in the same orbit as the rest of us.
When young singers are trying to access their upper range, I ask them to hoot like an owl, baby owl, etc. Then we sing simple exercises on [u] to reinforce the feeling.
In happy high spirits the heroes of Troy on the edge of the war zone Sat through the night by the numerous watch-fires burning among them. Just as when stars in the heavens around all sides of the bright moon Show themselves splendidly poised in the cloudless and clearing and calm air, Lighting up all high mountains and far off jetties and vast wood Vales, and unspeakable sweetness of air from the atmosphere bursts forth, And all of the stars by a shepherd are seen, and they gladden his spirit, In numbers as great, in between swift black hulled ships and the river, Troy's watch lights burned brightly in front of the city of Ilium. One thousand watch fires blazed on the plain, and beside every beacon Two score and ten men sat having kindled the flames that they tended. Close by, far-famed horses with stashes of barley and rye grain, Chewed by their chariots waiting for morning and what day might bring.
As a woman with a grudge against her mother in law, who has never approved of her cooking, finally decides one day to let loose, so earnestly did the tenor sing the high harmony on the final verse.
I think the key for a truly Homeric style is for the description of the compared thing to go on for such a long time that one completely forgets we are in the middle of an analogy. It also helps if there is an analogy in the middle of the analogy.
As when an old and senile man Wanders forth to the grocery store in a Buick (Ah! Ye Gods --- what days we had when such cars we drove) and, stopping several times along the way to rest, as if weighed down by the gear of ten Spartans, does --- at length --- both arrive and shop, forgetting all that was needed and purchasing only those items he once desired When he was young, and ate such things, just so does a Homeric simile roll off the fingers of a typist more familiar with Shakespeare.
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