Glenn Gould, when asked his favorite composer, gave an unexpected answer: Orlando Gibbons. At first glance, this seems an irritatingly cont...

The classical music canon needs little defending. Time has the effect of weeding out bad music, which is why nearly everything we hear from...

What sweeter music can we bring, Than a carol, for to sing The birth of this our heavenly King? Awake the voice! Awake the string! Heart...

In my former treatise , I explained the chief difficulty of the average organist: (s)he is not an organist at all, but rather a confused and...

When it was published this past winter, I made a mental note that I wished to read George Saunders's Lincoln in the Bardo . The review...

As happens every year or so, I've been on another Lincoln kick. Last summer I revisited the Lincoln Museum in Springfield, as well as v...

The Episcopalian sanctorale, to the extent that it is observed at all, is a higgledy-piggledy affair. But it is gratifying, nonetheless, to...

1608 Tamely, frail body, abstain to-day; to-day My soul eats twice, Christ hither and away. She sees him man, so like God made in this, ...

Among culinary innovations of the last century, there are few as widespread, or as variable, as the Caesar salad. Rather like the sandwich ...

The average church organist is at the distinct disadvantage of not being an organist at all. Rather, most are pianists, cajoled or coërced ...