Words & Music

by Mike Power

latest

  • Miserere

    They don’t write ’em like this anymore. Probably for good reason, but that doesn’t take anything away from the genius behind this piece of music from the 1630s. It was written for a four-person choir and a five-person choir to sing together. At one time it was an offense punishable by excommunication to transcribe it Read more

  • Memorial Day – In Flanders Fields

    John McCrae This Memorial Day I’d like to share a poem written in remembrance of a fallen soldier. John McCrae was a Canadian doctor who also fancied himself a bit of a poet. On May 3, 1915 the 42 year old presided over the funeral of a friend who had died at the Second Battle Read more

  • Lost and Found

    Hot off the presses (and computer screen) comes my contemporary novel of love Lost and Found. “It was a nightmare. It had to be. What else could it be? Alan’s body was broken and bloody. The bones that hadn’t been ripped from his skeleton were snapped like twigs. Something large, machine or animal, had attacked Read more

  • The Ultimate Sacrifice

    That soil is now depletedAnd worse than dangerousIt thirsts for fresh nutrition for its decaying rootsIt sees its own reflection in the water and ignores the rippling wavesIt imagines green leaves sprouting from its dustIt believes its own most vicious lies The trees have fallen, died, and burnedThey’ve buried themselves in sand They’ve shed their Read more

  • Don’t Worry Baby

    This is my cover of the Beach Boy’s classic. Not that I’m one to criticize Brian Wilson who is an incredible songwriter (and a hell of a pitcher) but there’s one line that’s always bugged me and I changed it here. The last verse originally included the lines: …take along my love with you…nothing can Read more

  • Because The Night

    I was turned onto this clip by my old bandmate Todd. It’s a great rendition of Springsteen’s song with Michael Stipe of REM taking lead vocals. https://youtube.googleapis.com/v/KOOmaBbqYBk&source=uds Take me now baby here as I amPull me close, try and understandDesire is hunger is the fire I breatheLove is a banquet on which we feed Come Read more