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DORDT COLLEGE MUSIC
FALL MUSIC
FESTIVAL
Friday, October 19, 2012
7:00 p.m.
B.J. Haan Auditorium

FALL MUSIC FESTIVAL
Pre-concert music provided by the Heilig Brass Quintet.
Please refrain from flash photography and silence the alarms of pagers, cell phones, and watches.
Welcome and Opening Prayer
Dr. Karen DeMol, Professor of Music Emerita
I
Parade of the Wooden Warriors ADAM GORB (b. 1958)
Ammerland JACOB DE HAAN (b. 1959)
Gallito (Pasodoble) SANTIAGO LOPE (1871 – 1906)
ED. ROY WEGER
CAMPUS-COMMUNITY BAND
II
Prelude for String Orchestra GERALD FINZI (1901 - 1956)
Irish Folk Song ARTHUR FOOTE (1853 – 1937)
Villanella (1966) DAVID WELLS
CHAMBER ORCHESTRA
III
Marche des Parachutistes Belges PIERRE LEEMANS (1897 – 1980)
ARR. CHARLES WILEY
October ERIC WHITACRE (b. 1970)
Mother Earth DAVID MASLANKA (b. 1943)
CONCERT BAND

Offering and Intermission
Offering designated for music scholarships.
IV
Call of the Flowers (Sous le dôme épais from Lakmé) LÉO DELIBES (1836-1891)
Sous le dôme épais où le blanc jasmin
À la rose s’assemble,
Sur la rive en fleurs, riant au matin,
Viens, descendons ensemble.
Doucement glissons en suivant
Le courant fuyant
Dans l’onde frémissante.
D’une main nonchalante,
Viens, gagnons le bord
où la source dort,
où l’oiseau chante.
Dôme épais, blanc jasmin
nous appellent ensemble!
A dense dome of jasmine
and roses clings together,
flowery waterside and
fresh morning together call us.
Ah! Let us glide
as we follow the fleeting current
among the trembling waves.
Blithely steering,
let us gain the shore
where a bird is singing.
The dense dome,
the white jasmine
together call us!
I Know Where I’m Goin’ AMERICAN FOLK SONG
ARR. LUIGI ZANINELLI (b.1932)
I know where I’m goin’ and I know who’s goin’ with me,
I know who I love and I wish t’were he I’d marry.
Feather beds are soft and paneled rooms are bonny,
but I would leave them all to marry my own Johnny.
I’ll have stockings of silk and shoes of fine-grain’d leather,
combs to buckle my hair and a hat with high plume feather.
And all of these are fine, yes, all are fair and bonny,
still none can make me glad, like my handsome winsome Johnny. – Traditional

Boogie Woogie Bugle Boy DON RAYE (1909-1985) & HUGHIE PRINCE (1906-1960)
ARR. FRANK METIS
He was a famous trumpet man from Chicago way.
He had a “boogie” style that no one else could play.
He was the top man at his craft,
but then his number came up, and he was gone with the draft.
He’s in the army now a-blowin’ reveille.
He’s the Boogie Woogie Bugle Boy of Company B.
They made him blow a bugle for his Uncle Sam.
It really brought him down because he couldn’t jam.
The captain seemed to understand,
because the next day the “cap” went out and drafted a band,
and now the company jumps when he plays reveille.
He’s the Boogie Woogie Bugle Boy of Company B.
A-root! A-toot! A-toot diddle ahda toot. He blows eight-to-the-bar in “boogie” rhythm.
He can’t blow a note unless a bass and guitar is playing with him.
And the company jumps when he plays reveille.
He’s the Boogie Woogie Bugle Boy of Company B.
He puts the boys to sleep with “boogie” every night,
and wakes them up the same way in the early bright.
They clap their hands and stamp their feet
because they know how he plays when someone gives him a beat,
he really breaks it up when he plays reveille,
He’s the Boogie Woogie Bugle Boy of Company B.
BELLA VOCE
V
If Ye Love Me THOMAS TALLIS (ca.1505-1585)
If ye love me, keep my commandments,
and I will pray the Father,
and he shall give you another comforter,
that he may bide with you forever,
even the spirit of truth. – John 14:15-17

A tu lado JAVIER BUSTO (b.1949)
Me sabe a sal tu pelo
y es verde tu mirar,
me miras y me muero
por ser tu respirar,
tu chispa es lo que quiero
para ir contigo al mar.
Me sabe a miel tu boca
y para mi es poco un beso;
si me hablas o me tocas
me nublo me embeleso,
tu fortaleza de roca
me retiene preso.
No quiero escapar de ti
no quiero vivir sin verte,
porque seria un triste fin
haber vivido y perderte.
Dejame a qui como un perro,
da me comida en tu mano,
ponme ataduras de hierro
y olvida que soy humano.
Quiereme como a una sombra,
oyeme como a un latido,
pero deja que me esconda en tu pecho,
y que me duerma contigo.
– Matías Antón Mena
Your hair tastes like salt
and the way you look is green,
you look at me and I am dying
to be your breath,
your spark is what I want
to go by the sea with you.
Your mouth tastes like honey
and a kiss is little for me,
if you talk or touch me
I am clouded, captivated,
your rock strength
keeps me prisoner.
I do not want to escape from you
I do not want to live without seeing you,
it would be a sad end
to have lived and lost you.
Leave me here like a dog,
feed me by your hand,
tie me with iron
and forget I am human.
Love me like a shadow,
hear me like a heartbeat,
but let me hide within your chest
and sleep with you.
In My Life JOHN LENNON (1940-1980) & PAUL MCCARTNEY (b.1942)
ARR. ROGER EMERSON
There are places I’ll remember all my life, though some have changed.
Some forever, not for better; Some have gone and some remain.
All these places had their moments with lovers and friends I still can recall.
Some are dead and some are living, In my life I’ve loved them all.
But of all these friends and lovers there is no one compares with you.
And these memories lose their meaning when I think of love as something new.
Though I know I’ll never lose affection for people and things that went before,
I know I’ll often stop and think about them, In my life I love you more. I love you more.
– Lennon & McCartney
KANTOREI

VI
Call to Remembrance RICHARD FARRANT (ca.1530-1581)
Call to Remembrance, O Lord,
Thy tender mercies and Thy loving kindness, which hath been ever of old.
O remember not the sins and offences of my youth,
But according to Thy mercy, think Thou on me, O Lord, for Thy goodness.
– Book of Common Prayer (based on Psalm 25:6)
Zigeurnerleben, Op.29, No.8 ROBERT SCHUMANN (1810-1856)
Im Schatten des Waldes, im Buchengezweig
da regt's sich und raschelt und flüstert zugleich.
Es flackern die Flammen, es gaukelt der Schein
um bunte Gestalten, um Laub und Gestein.
Das ist der Zigeuner bewegte Schar
mit blitzendem Aug' und wallendem Haar,
gesäugt an des Niles geheiligter Flut,
gebräunt von Hispaniens südlicher Glut.
Um's lodernde Feuer in schwellendem Grün
da lagern die Männer verwildert und kühn,
da kauern die Weiber und rüsten das Mahl
und füllen geschäftig den alten Pokal.
Und Sagen und Lieder ertönen im Rund,
wie Spaniens Gärten so blühend und bunt,
und magische Sprüche für Not und Gefahr
verkündet die Alte der horchenden Schar.
Schwarzäugige Mädchen beginnen den Tanz,
da sprühen die Fackeln in rötlichem Glanz,
es lockt die Gitarre, die Cymbel klingt,
wie wild und wilder der Reigen sich schwingt.
Dann ruh'n sie ermüdet vom nächtlichen Reih'n;
es rauschen die Buchen in Schlummer sie ein.
Und die aus der glücklichen Heimat verbannt,
sie schauen im Träume das glückliche Land.
Doch wie nun im Osten der Morgen erwacht,
verlöschen die schönen Gebilde der Nacht;
es scharret das Maultier bei Tagesbeginn,
fort zieh'n die Gestalten, wer sagt dir, wohin?
- Emanuel Geibel (1815-1888)
Nicole Tubergen, soprano
Erin Van Ravenswaay, alto
Jake Harmelink, tenor
David Boer, bass
In the shadows of the forest, among the beech trees,
something moves and rustles and whispers all at once.
Flames are flickering, their glow dances
Around colorful figures, around leaves and rocks:
It is the roaming band of gypsies
With flashing eyes and waving hair,
weaned on the holy waters of the Nile,
tanned by Spain's scorching sun.
Around the fire in the swelling green forest
Wild and bold men are resting,
women squat to prepare the meal,
and busily fill ancient goblets.
And tales and songs resound all around,
telling how the gardens in Spain are so full and colorful;
and words of magic to ward off need and danger
the wise old woman recites for the listening crowd.
Dark-eyed girls begin their dance
While torches flicker in reddish glow;
The guitar casts its lure and the cymbal sounds;
The dance grows wild and wilder.
Then they rest, weary from the night of dance,
and the beeches rustle them to sleep.
And, banned as they are from their blissful homeland,
they see it in their dreams, that happy land.
But now, when the morning awakes in the east,
so vanish the beautiful visions of the night;
at daybreak the mules paw the ground,
the figures move away-who knows where?

Alleluia (from Brazilian Psalm) JEAN BERGER (1909-2002)
Alleluia.
Cymbals and the sounding harp I do not have,
but I’ll make a fair procession for you, O blessed Lord.
We have no cymbals for your praise, no harps to praise you,
but I’ll praise you with waving of palms.
Accept them I implore you, I will dance and sing your praises!
O Lord!
Daemon Irrepit Callidus GYÖRGY ORBÁN (b.1947)
Daemon ponit fraudes,
Daemon ponit fraudes, inter laudes, cantus,
saltus.
Daemon irrepit callidus,
Allicit cor honoribus.
Quid-quid amabile Daemon dat
cor Jesu minus aestimat.
Caro venatur sensibus;
sen sus adhaeret da pibus;
Ine scatur, impinguatur dilatatur.
Adde mundorum milia,
mille millena gaudia;
Quid-quid amabile To-tum dat,
cor Jesu minus aestimat.
Cordis aestum non explebunt,
non arcebunt, Daemon, Daemon!
– Anonymous, 12th/13th century
The Demon sneaks expertly
Tempting the honorable heart;
He sets forth trickery amidst praise, song and dance.
However amiably the Demon acts,
It is still worth less than the heart of Jesus
The Flesh is tempted by sensuality;
Gluttony clings to our senses;
It overgrows, it encroaches, it stretches.
However appealing the Flesh is,
It is still worth less than the heart of Jesus.
Though the Universe may confer
Thousands upon thousands of praises,
They neither fulfill nor put out the desire of the heart.
However appealing the whole Universe is,
It is still worth less than the heart of Jesus.
CHORALE
VII
Kyrie (from Petit messe solennelle) GIOACCHINO ROSSINI (1792-1868)
Kyrie eleison.
Christe eleison.
Kyrie eleison.
Lord, have mercy.
Christ, have mercy.
Lord, have mercy

Spirit of God FREDERICK C. ATKINSON (1841-1896)
ARR. TITUS WAMALA
Spirit of God, who dwells within my heart
Wean it from sin, through all its pulses move.
Stoop to my weakness, mighty as you are,
And make me love you as I ought to love.
Did you not bid us love you God and King,
Love you with all our heart and strength and mind?
I see the cross, there teach me heart to cling.
O let me seek you and O let me find.
Teach me to love you as your angels love,
One holy passion filling all my frame:
The fullness of the heaven-descended Dove;
My heart an altar, and your love the flame. – George Croly (1780-1860)
Long Road ĒRIKS EŠENVALDS (b.1977)
I love you night and day as a star in the distant sky,
And I mourn for this one thing alone that to love, our lifetime was so short.
A long road to heaven’s shining meadow, and never could I reach its end.
But a longer road leads to your heart, which to me seems distant as a star.
High above the arch of heaven bends and light so clear is falling.
Like a flow’ring tree the world is blooming.
Overwhelmed, my heart both cries and laughs.
– Paulīne Bārda (1890-1983), trans. Elaine Singley Lloyd
Rachel Kooiman & Natalie Vreeken, soprano
Leanna Bentz & Lisa Smith, alto
Nathan Friend & Jacob Richards, tenor
Brian De Young & TJ Van Weerdhuizen, bass
Sikisik Si Batu Mannikkam TAPANULI (NORTHERN SUMATRA) TRADITIONAL
ARR. PONTAS PURBA (b.1953)
This song is a setting of a pantun, a traditional Malay poetic form that expresses a riddle with hidden
meaning. Frequently, the initial lines are meaningless but establish a rhythm and rhyme for the second part
of the text, which carries the enigmatic meaning of the poem.
Siksik si batu manikkam ni parjoget,
Sor ma di gottam di na mangingani.
Si bambangkara jula-jula,
Si bambangkara jula-jula.
Habang birrik-birrik, santabi loloan on,
Dipatangkas dipatilik bohi nahurapon on.
Dang tutu sihupi ianggo so marsuga suga,
Dang tutu na uli ianggo so denggan
marroha.
Kristina Haan, soprano
Maria Bouwkamp, alto
Jake Miller, tenor
CONCERT CHOIR
These lines do not have any meaning.
They are only funny lines which rhyme,
And lead to the rest of the text.
No meaning – written to rhyme with the next line:
“The more you look you can see that my face has
blemishes.”
No meaning – written to rhyme with the next line:
“Beauty is worthless if you don’t have a beautiful
character.”

VIII
Psalm 148 LASST UNS ERFREUEN (1623)
SETTING BY GUSTAV HOLST (1874-1934)
Lord, Who hast made us for Thine own,
Hear as we sing before Thy throne.
Alleluia, Alleluia.
Accept Thy children’s rev’rent praise
For all Thy wondrous works and ways.
Alleluia, Alleluia,
Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia.
Waves, rolling in on ev’ry shore,
Pause at His footfall and adore.
Alleluia, Alleluia.
Ye torrents rushing from the hills,
Bless Him Whose hand your fountains fills.
Alleluia, Alleluia.
Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia.
Earth, ever through the pow’r divine,
Seedtime and harvest shall be thine.
Alleluia, Alleluia.
Sweet flow’rs that perfume all the air,
Thank Him that He hath made you fair.
Alleluia, Alleluia.
Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia.
Burn, lamps of night, with constant flame,
Shine to the honors of His name.
Alleluia, Alleluia.
Thou sun, whom all the lands obey,
Renew His praise from day to day.
Alleluia, Alleluia.
Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia. – Frances Ralph Gray (ca.1863-1935)
COMBINED CHOIRS

MUSIC FACULTY
Karen De Mol ............................................................................................ Aural Skills, Department Co-Chair
Benjamin Kornelis ....................... Choral Music Ensembles, Choral Music Education, Department Co-Chair
John MacInnis ............................................................ Music Theory, Music History, Introduction to the Arts
Bradley Miedema .......................................... Instrumental Music Ensembles, Instrumental Music Education
ADJUNCT MUSIC FACULTY
Andrea Carlson ..........................................................................................................................................Horn
John Casey ................................................................................................................................................. Bass
Luke Dahn .................................................................................................................................... Composition
Pamela De Haan ................................................................................................................... Saxophone, Voice
Jennifer Frens ............................................................................................................................... Viola, Violin
Matthew Geerlings .................................................................................................................................. Organ
Beverly Gibson ..................................................................................................................................... Clarinet
Geoff Gunderson .....................................................................................................................................Guitar
Carol Hallberg .................................................................................................... Elementary Music Education
Timothy Hillyer ................................................................................................................................Percussion
Stephanie Kocher ......................................................................................................................................Flute
Kevin Linder...................................................................................................................... Trumpet, Jazz Band
Karren Melik-Stepanov ............................................................................................................................ Cello
Lisa Miedema ..........................................................................................................................................Violin
Vance Shoemaker ............................................................................................................................. Low Brass
Norma Snyder Jones ................................................................................................................................. Piano
Kristi Stanichar ......................................................................................................................................... Oboe
Debora Vogel .......................................................................................................................................... Voice
Anna Vorhes .............................................................................................................................................. Harp
Leah Schaaf Walker ............................................................................................................................ Bassoon
MaryLou Wielenga ....................................................................................................................... Piano, Organ
Upcoming Music Department Events
Jazz Band Concert ............................................................. Campus Center, 11:00 a.m., Saturday, October 20
Organ Showcase .......................................................... BJ Haan Auditorium, 2:00 p.m., Saturday, October 20
Faculty Recital: Matthew Geerlings, organ .................... BJ Haan Auditorium, 7:30 p.m., Friday, October 26