Monthly Archives: February 2010

Via the sidebar at Head Noises and DarwinCatholic, a very funny skit. Watch it to the very end.

1. Nothing happens. If nothing happens and nothing entertaining is said, I am out of there. I am willing to deal with buildup; but when even a relatively short book is spending 45 minutes on nothing, that’s the end of … Continue reading →

Everything connects to everything else, if you look hard enough. So I was looking up Cruit Island in Donegal to find out where some of the Danta De songs came from, and found that a lovely golf magazine series on … Continue reading →

A lot of the weird editorial decisions behind Danta De have begun to make sense to me. The editor didn’t make them, and the editor wasn’t there to create consistency in how the book was put together. The editor was … Continue reading →

I thought folks might be interested in how my grappling with that 1928 Danta De hymnal from Ireland is coming along. Music transcribed: 68 tunes. That’s all the PD tunes in the book, not including reuses of the same tunes … Continue reading →

I’ll never find this again, so I’d better link to it now….

Tomorrow’s your last chance for three months to eat a Tart on Ember Day! Oh noes! If you don’t mind wading through the meat pies, Cariadoc’s Miscellany has some very good Lent choices in its pie section: Malaches Whyte is … Continue reading →

It turns out that the mathematician Mersenne was a priest who became general of his religious order (the Minims, which is fitting for a mathematician!). He taught philosophy, theology, science, and music, and he wrote books on just about everything … Continue reading →

From Matt Labash, the story of a priest in Haiti who buries the unknown dead. Normal conditions for him are unimaginably bad, and now it’s worse. Riveting and haunting.

Oooh. Free scholarly publications. Including one by Christopher Tolkien. Yum. Via The Cimmerian, 2 years back.

Can five wisecracking, crimefighting, scientists and engineers laired up in the Empire State Building (thanks to the one who’s richer and crazier than Bruce Wayne), find success at last on the silver screen? Let’s hope so!

A good chunk of the Irish religious song tradition is composed of substitution keening for funerals. See, one of the last vestiges of the bardic and poetic traditions of Ireland was the traditional improvisational keening songs that women sang at … Continue reading →

So here’s my translation. Grace’s King was at the wedding. Don’t we wish we had been there Down in Cana with Mother Mary. And such a merry feast to share! Gathered round a groaning table, When they ran out of … Continue reading →

I just saw one of the stupidest essays ever. I realize that this is saying a lot, on the Internet. But…. First of all, a Scottish deerhound breeder said this. I expect those people to have some sense. Second, this … Continue reading →