ACC Choir
Imaginary Lines: Voices from the World
Stephen White, director
Elizabeth Wirtz and Jae Eun Baek, piano
October 23rd, 2023
7:30 PM
Highland Recital Hall
Embedded Files
College Choir
Ovan Arnold
Michana Barry-Davey
Joshua Braun
Rosalyce Broadous Brown
Aleah Burden
Liam Burritt
Juli Castillo
Breanna Coppinger
Reuben Cruz
Francisco Gonzales
Daph Gonzalez
Paul Grubb
Kayleigh Hungerford
Harlow Hurley
Gavin Kirkup
Tom Li
Alejandro Lozano
Benjamin Medina
Paola Melo
Aaron Moeller
Sarah Nguyen
Laci Ramos
Sarvin Safari
Desiray Sandoval
Selah Sparks
Sofia Teeter
Kalina Vangelov
Andrew Vano
Daniela Velazquez
Bianca Youngblood
Chamber Singers
Ovan Arnold
Aleah Burden
Keaton Caspar
Jalen Easley
Ana Flores
Catalina Hill
Katerina Hopp
Harlow Hurley
Aidan Inglish
Tom Lawshae
Aaron Moeller
April Read
Benjamin Roe
Sarah Urias
Andrew Vano
Bianca Youngblood
Program
Program
Queen Liliʻuokalani (1838–1917)
Ku’u Pua i Paoakalani
O ye gentle breeze that wafts to me,
Sweet cherished memories of thee,
Of that sweet never fading flower,
That blooms in the fields of Paoakalani.
Tho' I've often seen those beauteous flow'rs
That grew at Uluhaimalama,
But none of those could be compared
To my flow'r that bloooms in the fields of Paoakalani.
Now name to me the one I love,
Ye gentle breezes passing by,
And bring to me that blossom fair,
That bloometh in the fields of Paoakalani.
Eduardo Duarte, guitar
Kayleigh Hungerford, soloist
Rudyard Kipling, Lyrics
Eric Whitacre, Music
The Seal Lullaby
Oh, hush thee, my baby, the night is behind us
And black are the waters that sparkled so green
The moon o’er the combers, looks downward to find us
At rest in the hollows that rustle between
Where billow meets billow, there soft be thy pillow
Ah weary wee flipperling, curl at thy ease!
The storm shall not wake thee, nor shark overtake thee
Asleep in the arms of the slow swinging seas.
Nazem Naim
Talaa min Bayt Abuha (Leaving Her Father’s House)
From her father’s house,
She was going to her neighbor’s house.
She passed by me without even saying hello.
Maybe the pretty one is angry with me.
I told her: Quench my thirst
And show me your eyes.
She said: Go away you poor thing.
My eyes are those of a gazelle.
Hawaiian Traditional, arr. Jordan Sramek, David Burk and Mark Dietrich
Namolokama La
There above at Nāmolokama, we are warm
As the maile leaves move gently
Moving on the mountain,
We are moistened by the famous heavy rain of Hanalei
Love is visiting my home,
Experiencing the cold chill
The gentle breeze is comforting in the calm,
You and I are content
Sitting together, enjoying the fragrance,
Seeing the sand dunes, my rose blossom of the islands.
Eduardo Duarte, guitar
Aidan Inglish, soloist
Billy Steinberg and Tom Kelly
arr. Deke Sharon
True Colors
You with the sad eyes, don't be discouraged,
Oh I realize it's hard to take courage.
In a world full of people, you can lose sight of it all.
And the darkness inside you can make you feel so small.
And I see your true colors shining through.
I see your true colors,
And that's why I love you.
So don't be afraid to let them show.
Your true colors are beautiful,
Like a rainbow.
Show me a smile then.
Don't be unhappy,
Can't remember when I last saw you laughing
If this world makes you crazy,
And you've taken all you can bear,
Just call me up,
'Cause you know I’ll be there.
Harlow Hurley, soloist
Text trad. Ireland
Michael McGlynn, Music
Geantrai (Happy Song)
We will throw her up easily
We will throw her up and up,
hopefully she will not explode
She will dance and dance.
She will dance with pleasure
She will dance and dance
myself and herself together
Aiden Blankenship, Bodhrán
Rainer Maria Rilke, Poetry
Morton Lauridsen, Music
Dirait-on from Les Chansons des Roses
Wildness surrounding wildness,
Tenderness touching tenderness,
It is your own core that you ceaselessly caress,
.... as they say.
It is your own center that you caress,
Your own reflection gives you light.
And in this way, you show us how Narcissus is redeemed.
Walt Whitman, Poetry
Joshua Shank, Music
Imaginary Lines
I take to the open road,
Afoot and light-hearted,
Healthy, free, the world before me,
The long brown path leading wherever I choose.
From this hour, freedom!
From this hour I ordain myself loos’d of limits and imaginary lines,
Going where I list, my own master, total and absolute,
Pausing, searching, contemplating,
Gently, but divesting myself of the holds that would hold me.
I am larger, better than I thought;
I did not know I held so much goodness.
All seems beautiful to me;
Clear and sweet is my soul.
The earth expanding right hand and left
The picture alive, every part in its best light,
The music…
The music, falling where it is wanted…
These are the thoughts of all,
These are the days that must happen to you;
Forever alive, forever forward…
Mon enfant! I give you my hand!
These are the thoughts in all ages and lands!
Special thanks to Alan Smith, Administrative Assistant, Shane Anderson, Music Dept. Chair, Blythe Cates, Music Dept. Assistant Chair, Elizabeth Wirtz and Jae Eun Baek, collaborative pianists, Eduardo Duarte, guitarist, Aiden Blankenship, bodhrán, Cody Parrot, Mississippi State University and Michael Zook, Perform American Tours
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