Saturday, October 22, 2011

Organ Recital Music Online



Yesterday, I was able to convert some of my reel to reel degree recital music to CD format and then post several pieces from a recital I gave at Michigan State University, East Lansing, Michigan. That recital may seem vintage to some since it was recorded on Oct. 20, 1978. A couple of years ago, I began to transfer reel to reel and cassette tapes of my performances (organ) as well as my wife's performances (piano) to CD. I hope eventually to have all of our performances on CD as a gift to our children and grandchildren. We are in our late 60's but still play and perform regularly, perhaps not at the intensity in the days of our youth. Nonetheless, it has been exciting to "look back" and listen to performances in which we labored hours to perfect. The following 4 links will take you to 4 different organ pieces which I played as part of an organ degree program on Oct. 23, 1978--"back in the day", some would say.
I hope you enjoy this as much as I enjoyed playing the pieces. Here are the links:

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

Tornado Damage in Tuscaloosa, Alabama April 27, 2011


Follow the link below to see pictures of tornado damage in Tuscaloosa, Alabama. Two of my brothers' homes were destroyed.


Click:
Pictures of tornado damage.

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

A Man's Shadow

“A man’s body size

does not determine

the size of the

shadow he casts upon

those around him.

What determines his real

size and shadow

is the angle

at which the Son

strikes him!”

©RED 1995




Saturday, December 5, 2009

A Seasoned Run (poem written in 1983)

















A SEASONED RUN

Shoes laced; body protected.
Discipline thrusts into steeled hardness of frozen air.
Sparta withdraws-but,
Only for a moment,

Shoes crunch
Leaving familiar tracks on plowed, scraped, streets of snow.
Fleece freezes to fleece as
Frost forms from warm nostril fans.

Rolling hills crest over snow-fused fields of
Sleeping wheat tucked beneath
Blankets of wintry sand
To be awakened on a sunny, spring day.

Hoarfrost crusts roadside weeds, stubby stalks, and leafless limbs.
All crystallized with sequined flakes of whiteness.
Trees, swayback from northern blasts,
Sparkle in form-frozen boundaries.

No warmth in sunlight.
Only inward pumping supplies life in this lifeless glaze.
An extra mile, now,
To savor this seasoned run.

©1983 Ronald Evan Davis