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CHORUS: were sisyphus
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My Phantom Digital Orchestra lives in my computer and I am (on a good day) composer-in-residence, just a servant of the Muse...
I write symphonic, small ensemble and choral music, in multiple styles from medieval through modern classical. The music you hear on my pages is created with Finale notation software and Garritan Personal Orchestra sound samples. All pieces have a traditional score associated with them; if you are interested in any piece for possible performance, please contact me for details on scoring, instrumentation, pricing, etc. Recent Concert: I enjoy many kinds of music for listening - rock, pop, jazz, world, and classical of all periods. I am interested also in the fusion of art, poetry, dance, video, and ritual with music, music as a healing force and have been a music volunteer in the hospice setting.
Song Info
Genre
Classical Symphonic
Charts
Peak #262
Peak in subgenre #24
Author
P. Strobridge/KE Peace
Rights
P. Strobridge/ KE Peace All rights reserved
Uploaded
February 05, 2010
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MP3 9.6 MB 319 kbps 4:11
Story behind the song
Written For Colorado Vocal Arts Ensemble's Voice, Verse, and Vision concert April 2010
Lyrics
WERE SISYPHUS TO DISCOVER THE GLORY OF DUNG BY P.D. Strobridge If, Sisyphus, Deposed of vainglorious Corinthian crown, Wearing his same haggard grimacing frown Again, while rolling the same ragged old rock Again, up the same boring steep slope again, Bearing his own sad weight plus that of Cold stone again, only to have it roll From the top of the peak, All the way down againa€¦ yes, were Sisyphus to slip between his grunting and straining and constant complaining, slip - just a€“ once into one open moment free of momentum, into one small gap of serenity, where all brave thoughts are born- he might- just might muster the will and the might to crown himself all over again; this time however, a coronation into a kingdom of humble intention, thus break the curse of repetitiona€¦ discovering, right there at his feet, down there in the dirt glistening gloriously an empire Magnanimous where a diligent, devoted, dung-beetle rolling with rear feet, a huge dung-ball at her back, sees clearly where shea€™s been, and dreaming what may be, demonstrates, for love of precious larvae- how easy rolling is.
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