It's simply not Christmas unless there is music playing throughout the house. This is the first and last carol I play. It's playing as the tree goes up, as I bake cookies or make nut rolls, as we wrap and unwrap presents. It's the Christmas recording I would want were I stranded on the proverbial desert island. I can sing all the other carols I love. I cannot sing this. Only the incomparable Ivan Rebroff can.
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Tuesday, December 21, 2010
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Susan, I love this, it is saved and I'm playing it for the third straight time. Every time I play it, I will thank you.
ReplyDeleteI'm so pleased you like it, Barbara. I just spent an hour listening to the Sirin choir Greta posted. It's a joy to share gifts of the season!
ReplyDeleteThank you for sharing this....I need to begin listening to some Christmas music from my heritage.
ReplyDeleteOh, Susan - I am a huge Ivan Rebroff fan. He was part of my introduction to Russian music, and there is NUTHIN like a Russian bass. I always felt like I was flying off to heaven when I heard him sing this song. I am so glad that you enjoyed the Sirin choir. My husband won major brownie points with me for finding them. Have you heard a CD called Basso Profundo? I think you'd love it.
ReplyDeleteI never heard this song before. I'm glad you included the video, it brought it to life. Thanks for sharing, I learned something new today!
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