2023-2024 Concert Season
The Winnipeg Philharmonic Choir presents:
A New Eaarth:
Music for Spring
5 May 2024, 3 pm
Crescent Arts Centre
(Crescent Fort Rouge United Church, Nassau & Wardlaw)
SEASON SPONSOR:
Fettes Family Foundation
MEDIA SPONSOR:
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CONCERT PROGRAM
Yuri Klaz, Conductor
Dr. Peter Denton, Host
with the Chisholm Trio and
Guests of the International Institute for Sustainable Development
Musica, Dei Donum Optimi (Music, Gift of the Best God) – Stephen Chatman (b. 1950)
The Prairies
“Rough Wind” from A New Eaarth Choral Suite – Robert Paterson (b.1970)
Dr. Richard Grosshans
Blackbird – Paul McCartney (b.1942)
The Chisholm Trio
Anang (A Star) – Andrew Balfour (b.1967)
with Leonard LaRue, glockenspiel
Boreal Forest
“A Timbered Choir” from A New Eaarth Choral Suite – Robert Paterson
Dr. Michael Paterson
Fire Flowers – Duncan Tuomi (b.1994)
Nature’s Way – Randy California (1951-1997)
The Chisholm Trio
The Soul of a Tree – Amy F. Bernon (b. 1967)
Water
“The Noise of Water” from A New Eaarth Choral Suite – Robert Paterson
Elder Laura Horton, Knowledge Keeper of Water
Woodsmoke and Oranges – Ian Tamblyn (b. 1947)
with The Chisholm Trio
Wind on the Water – David Crosby (1941-2023) and Graham Nash (b.1942)
The Chisholm Trio
Bridge Over Troubled Waters – Paul Simon (b.1941)
“There was a Time” from A New Eaarth Choral Suite – Robert Paterson
Note:
Don’t miss the International Institute of Sustainable Development’s environmental display, with an opportunity to talk to Rainy River First Nations Elder and Knowledge Keeper of Water Laura Horton and IISD staff and scientists Dr. Richard Grosshans and Dr. Michael Paterson.
Phil Fund Donors - 2023 to 2024 Choral Season
The Winnipeg Philharmonic Choir has established the Phil Fund to acknowledge those special individuals whose lives we wish to celebrate, honour and remember.
In memory of Judy Asker by Glynis Corkal and Jim Turnock
In memory of Judy Asker by Linda Feasby
In memory of Judy Asker by Sharon Jones Ryan
In memory of Judy Asker by Joan Stephens
Celebrating the life of Judy Asker by Vivien Laurie and Henry Kojima
In memory of Howard and Blanche Bayley by Sandi and Ron Mielitz
In loving memory of Bucky by Gail Singer
In honour of our grandsons, Toby and Joshua, by Fred and Beverly Dyck
In memory of Virginia Hart by Jim Turnock and Glynis Corkal
In memory of my parents, Ida and Albert Hemeryck by Brian Hemeryck
In memory of Kimberly Hoban, nee Loewen by Betty and Viktor Loewen
In memory of Gail Isaak by Glynis Corkal
In memory of Gail Isaak by Jessical Kowall
In memory of Gail Isaak by Albert and Joyce Myska
In memory of Gail Isaak from Pearl Stelmack
In memory of Gail Isaak by Clem Toner
In memory of Imelda Oandasan by Paul Wiebe
In memory of Carolyn Penner by Dennis Penner
In memory of Ron and Pam Robin by Sandi and Ron Mielitz
In memory of Bob Spasoff by Nicola Spasoff and Eric Thomson
In memory of Annice Stephens by Joan Stephens
In memory of Betty Turnock by Glynis Corkal and Jim Turnock
In memory of Dorris and John Whiting by Wanda and Alan Prychitko
In memory of Peter Wiebe by Paul Wiebe
In loving memory of Becky Wilkins by Tim Smith
Texts & Translations
Musica, Dei donum optimi
(Anonymous 16th century Latin poem)
Musica, Dei donum optimi
Trahit homines, trahit deos.
Musica truces molit animos
Tristesque mentes erigit.
Musica vel ipsas arbores
Et horridas movet feras.
Music, gift of the best god
Attracts mortals, attracts gods.
Music softens tormented spirits
And cheers sad minds.
Music also stirs the very trees
And tames frightful wild beasts.
Rough Wind
Text from A Dirge by Percy Bysshe Shelley, 1824
Rough wind, that moanest loud
Grief too sad for song;
Wild wind, when sullen cloud
Knells all the night long;
Sad storm whose tears are in vain,
Bare woods, whose branches strain,
Deep caves and dreary main, -
Wail, for the world is wrong!
Blackbird
Paul McCartney
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly.
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise.
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to see.
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to be free.
Blackbird fly, blackbird fly
Into the light of the dark black night.
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly.
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise.
Anang (In Ojibwe and English)
Andrew Balfour
Anang gii-piidagoojin
Baga Kaasigewag anagoog
A star fell through the sky towards me.
Stars shine brightly.
A New Earth, Movement 2: The Noise of Waters
Text from All Day I Hear the Noise of Waters, James Joyce, 1907)
All day I hear the noise of waters
Making moan,
Sad as the seabird is when,
Going forth alone,
He hears the winds cry to the water’s
Monotone.
The grey winds, the cold winds are blowing
Where I go.
I hear the noise of many waters
Far below.
All day, all night, I hear them flowing
To and fro.
Woodsmoke and Oranges
Ian Tamblyn
By woodsmoke and oranges, path of old canoe,
I would course the inland ocean, to be back to you.
No matter where I go to, tis always home again.
To the rugged Northern shore and the days of sun and wind.
In the land of the silver birch, cry of the loon,
There’s something about the country that’s a part of me and you.
We nosed her in by Pakaskwa, out for fifteen days,
To set paddle and the spirit at the mercy of the waves.
The wanigans were loaded down and a gift left on the shore,
For it’s best if we surrender to the rugged Northern shore.
The waves smashed the smoky cliffs of Old Woman Bay
Where we fought against the backswell and then were on our way.
I would talk with you of spirits by the vision pits we saw them.
Walk the agate beaches of the mighty Gargantua.
I’ve turned my back upon this thing, tried to deny
The coastline of my dreams, but it turns me by and by.
It tossed the mighty ship around, smashed the lighthouse door,
Sent shivers up my spine. Oh, the rugged Northern shore.
Wind on the Water
David Crosby and Graham Nash
Over the years, you have been hunted
By the men who threw harpoons
And in the long run he will kill you
Just to feed the pets we raise,
Put the flowers in your vase
And make the lipstick for your face.
Over the years, you swam the ocean
Following feelings of your own.
Now you are washed up on the shoreline.
I can see your body lie.
It's a shame you have to die.
To put the shadow on our eye.
Maybe we'll go, maybe we'll disappear.
It's not that we don't know,
It's just that we don't want to care.
Under the bridges, over the foam,
Wind on the water, carry me home.
Over the years, you swam the ocean,
Following feelings of your own.
Now you are washed up on the shoreline.
I can see your body lie.
It's a shame you have to die.
To put the shadow on our eye.
Under the bridges, over the foam,
Wind on the water, carry me home.
Bridge Over Troubled Waters
Paul Simon
I’ll be your bridge o’er troubled water.
When you’re down, I will carry you.
Like a bridge over troubled water,
I will lay me down.
When you’re weary, feelin’ small,
When tears are in your eyes,
I will dry them all.
I’m on your side,
Oh, when times get rough,
And friends just can’t be found.
Like a bridge over troubled water,
I will lay me down.
When you’re down and out,
When you’re on the street, my Lord.
When evening falls so hard
I will comfort you.
I’ll take your part,
Oh, when darkness comes
And pain is all around.
Like a bridge over troubled water,
I will lay me down.
Sail on silver girl, sail on by.
Your time has come to shine.
All your dreams are on their way.
See how they shine.
Oh, if you ever need a friend.
Look around, I’m sailing right behind.
Like a bridge over troubled water,
I will ease your mind.
I’ll be your bridge o’er troubled water.
When you’re down, I will carry you.
Like a bridge over troubled water,
I will lay me down.
A New Eaarth, Movement 3: A Timbered Choir
Text from A Timbered Choir, Wendell Berry, 2005
Every place has been displaced, every love
unloved, every vow unsworn, every word unmeant
to make way for the passage of the crowd
of the individuated, the autonomous, the self-actuated, the homeless
with their many eyes opened toward the objective
which they did not yet perceive in the far distance,
having never known where they were going,
having never known where they came from.
Fire Flowers
Emily Pauline Johnson, Tekahionwake (1861-1913)
And only where forest fires have sped,
Scorching relentlessly the cool north lands,
A sweet wildflower lifts its purple head,
And like some gentle spirit sorrow fed,
Hides the scars with almost human hands.
And only to the heart that knows of grief,
Of desolating fire, of human pain,
There comes some purifying sweet belief,
Some fellow feeling, beautiful if brief,
And life revives and blossoms once again.
Nature's Way
Randy California
It's nature's way of telling you something's wrong
It's nature's way of telling you in a song
It's nature's way of receiving you
It's nature's way of retrieving you
It's nature's way of telling you
Something's wrong.
It's nature's way of telling you, in the breeze
It's nature's way of telling you, dying trees
It's nature's way of receiving you
It's nature's way of retrieving you
It's nature's way of telling you
Something's wrong.
It's nature's way, it's nature's way.
It's nature's way of telling you something's wrong
It's nature's way of telling you in a song
It's nature's way of receiving you
It's nature's way of retrieving you
It's nature's way of telling you
Something's wrong, something's wrong, something's wrong.
The Soul of a Tree
By Amy Bernon
I sing of the soul, of the soul of a tree,
As cool and forgiving as night after sun,
When the notes of the sparrow are secret, unsung.
The soul of a tree, the soul of a tree
Sings an ancient, ancient song.
The soul of a tree is the deepest place,
Where the seedling takes hold, where the rootwater waits,
Where the sky sleeps for the night, in a branch bend,
In the shade of a leaf-tip, seeking wisdom in bark.
I sing of the soul, of the soul of a tree,
As cool and forgiving as night after sun,
When the notes of the sparrow are secret, unsung.
A New Eaarth, Movement 4: There Was a Time
Text from There Was a Time from Ode: Intimations of Immortality by William Wordsworth, 1804
There was a time when meadow, grove and stream,
The earth and every common sight
To me did seem
Apparell’d in celestial light,
The glory and the freshness of a dream.
The rainbow comes and goes,
And lovely is the rose;
The moon doth with delight
Look round her when the heavens are bare;
Waters on a starry night
Are beautiful and fair;
The sunshine is a glorious birth
But yet I know, where’er I go,
That there hath pass’d away a glory from the earth.
A New Eaarth: Music for Spring
2024 marks the 101st anniversary of the Phil. Starting our second century, we felt it was time to look ahead, to leave Mozart and Brahms on pause, and focus on more current issues and music. Like many people on this planet, Phil singers care deeply about what is happening to our environment. We decided to choose this as the theme for a concert and went in search of repertoire.
Choral Suite from A New Eaarth, written by the masterful New York composer Robert Paterson in 2012, is the central work of the concert. Paterson writes: “Although I have lived in cities most of my life, I do not think of myself as a city person. Many of my works are inspired by nature, and I am deeply concerned about environmental issues, particularly climate change.”
“Of the many excellent books on the environment, one of the best and the one that moves me most is Eaarth by Bill McKibben, a famed author, educator and environmentalist. McKibben’s assertion is that we have waited too long and that massive climate change is not only unavoidable, but already underway. He states that we may as well call this new planet Eaarth, because it is still recognizable, but fundamentally different. I feel strongly that he is correct and wanted to express this in a musical way.”
In thinking about this concert, we wanted to bring environmental concerns down to a local level. We chose to explore the themes of prairie, water and boreal forest. A New Eaarth is structured in four movements with texts by James Joyce, William Wordsworth, Wendell Berry and Percy Bysshe Shelley. By allusion, they link well with these themes.
We contacted the International Institute for Sustainable Development (IISD), a major global environmental agency located right here in Winnipeg. The IISD embraced our idea and have located three expert guests to speak briefly during the concert. Both Dr. Richard Grosshans and Dr. Michael Paterson are scientists at IISD (see bios). Laura Horton, whose Anishinaabe name is Gini’w’ikwe, is a Dene Anishinaabe Elder and Knowledge Keeper of Water from Rainy River First Nations. We feel privileged to have such committed, knowledgeable people as part of our concert.
The IISD has also created displays that have been put up in the hall behind the Sanctuary in the Crescent Arts Centre. Please visit them before or after the concert and talk to the IISD staff, scientists and Knowledge Keeper Horton.
In researching repertoire for this concert, we realized that most of the songs on the topic of the environment have not been arranged for choral performance. This led us to the idea of inviting the Chisholm Trio to join us. This also fit with our idea that the music should be more relaxed and relatable - a mix of classical, contemporary choral and folk genres.
With so many interesting elements, we felt the need to have a guide to frame the concert and take you through the sequence of music, themes and talks. We are honoured to have local activist Dr. Peter Denton, who has been writing and teaching about ecological justice for nearly 40 years as our concert host.
Apart from Choral Suite from A New Eaarth, much of the music on the program is well-known. There are three newer choral works that merit more comment.
Canadian Cree composer Andrew Balfour wrote Anang at the time his wife was dying of cancer. He writes: “Anang is dedicated to my wonderful wife, who told me about the Indigenous understanding of the Star People, who are among us, representing where we all came from: the Universe and the stars. Only some can see them – among them, little children who attract the Star people as the little ones have just emerged from the unknown. Star people are also attracted to shells, which is why you might see shells in some Indigenous ceremonies.”
Fire Flowers is the second part of a work called Songs for a World on Fire by Oregon-based composer Duncan Tuomi. In contrast to the harsh sorrow of the first section, Tuomi uses poetry by Vancouver’s famous Indigenous poet Pauline Johnson to remark upon the ability for nature to heal, drawing a parallel to human life, that even after great suffering, there is an opportunity for revival. Tuomi writes: “These works were written in response to the ongoing change in the earth's climate as a result of human expansion and industry. While the first piece serves as an opportunity to lament the damage that has already been done, the second piece provides some sense of hope that the earth will be able to recover, if humanity is able to make the necessary changes to facilitate that recovery.”
Both the music and lyrics of The Soul of a Tree were written by Connecticut composer, conductor and pianist Amy Bernon. The text speaks of ancient trees that represent longevity, wisdom, and steadfastness in our ever-changing world. The flowing piano accompaniment frames the choral lines that move with shimmering melodies and harmonies.
So there you have it…. We trust you will feel our intense love of nature and the worry and sorrow, but also the hope in our hearts as we think about, and live in, a new eaarth.
GUEST ARTISTS
Dr. Richard Grosshans
Richard Grosshans works to develop and promote more natural modes of infrastructure to be used in Manitoba and across the country. Much of his work explores how climate change is having an impact on Canada’s prairie provinces.
Dr. Michael Paterson
Michael Paterson has been working as a research scientist at IISD Experimental Lakes Area since 1992. His work explores what the impact of human activity is on our water supplies, and works specifically on the impact of climate change on Canada’s boreal forest.
Elder Laura Horton
Laura Horton, whose Anishinaabe name is Gini’w’ikwe, is a Dene Anishinaabe Elder from Rainy River First Nations. Laura has been leading Nibi (water) ceremonies and celebrations for many years. She supported The Treaty#3 Women’s Council in the development of the Nibi Declaration which is about respect, love, and our sacred relationship with Nibi and the life that it brings. Laura is a natural teacher and inspires all of those around her to respect and celebrate Nibi throughout our everyday lives.
Dr. Peter Denton
Dr. Peter Denton is a multidisciplinary scholar, teacher and writer, and a regular op-ed contributor to the Winnipeg Free Press. He is author, co-author or editor of eight books, including Gift Ecology: Reimagining a Sustainable World (2012); Imagine a Joyful Economy (with James Gustave Speth, 2020); and The End of Technology (2022). After early retirement from Red River Polytechnic, Peter now teaches at both the University of Winnipeg and the University of Manitoba. He is also Adjunct Associate Professor of History at the Royal Military College of Canada, and an ordained minister in the United Church of Canada.
The Chisholm Trio
The Chisholm Trio is a group of musical friends who got together some years ago to perform at the memorial of their dear friend, Jim Chisholm. Presented in a coffeehouse-style with the trio playing Jim's favourite songs, the event doubled as a fundraiser for his favourite charity. In response to the music, so many people asked if they had a CD and where they’d be playing next that they decided to continue beyond the event, and because they formed in honour of Jim they chose to name themselves after him.
The trio features acoustic guitar and 3-part harmony arrangements of boomer-era favourites, performed by Brad Derksen, Denis Chan and musical director, Laurie MacKenzie, who has performed and recorded for over four decades with acts ranging from The Guess Who to Heather Bishop.
To quote an attuned audience member, the trio presents "intricate, accomplished and deeply musical vocal/guitar arrangements of the sixties' best songwriters.”
Winnipeg Philharmonic Choir
Sopranos
Alison Bartel
Rachael Buckingham
Brenda Dyck
Wendy Gainsborough
Deborah Ginther
Debbie Girard
Jessica Kowall
Betty Loewen
Kristin Lovrien-Meuwese
Janet Marchylo
Leah Ma
Sahar Sharifian
Marika Nerbas
Grace Suttorp
Christine Sveinson
Dolores Tjart
Celia Whiting
Altos
Kaylene Blackwood
Vida Chan
Kelley Frye
Patricia Jordan
Veronica Larmour
Vivien Laurie
Victoria Lyonin
Sandi Mielitz
Arlene Petkau
Mallory Prescott
Wanda Prychitko
Gail Singer
Nicola Spasoff
Alison Thiessen
Tenor
Isaac Anderson
John Drewitt
Bill Grant
Len LaRue
Stuart Sladden
Clem Toner
Bass
Daniel Gervai
Rob Giesbrecht
Liam Martin
John Murray
Dennis Penner
Tim Smith
Paul Wiebe
Laurent Waldie