Alejandro Consolacion II, organ SMA Glee Club Rodolfo Delarmente, conductor

When I was a junior in college, my mother was fighting breast cancer and my way of coping with it was to write a choral piece for her. I wrote “Pour Toi, Mère” (For You, mother) which premiered at my senior composition recital. A few years later, Kevin F...  moreWhen I was a junior in college, my mother was fighting breast cancer and my way of coping with it was to write a choral piece for her. I wrote “Pour Toi, Mère” (For You, mother) which premiered at my senior composition recital. A few years later, Kevin Fenton programmed that piece for his choir at FSU. He shared with me his strong connection with the piece at a time when his sister-in-law, Peggy Fenton was also fighting breast cancer. Sadly, Peggy Fenton lost her fight with cancer in 2009. That same year Kevin contacted me and asked if I would write a piece in her memory for her husband and her two daughters. He shared with me a video of a presentation she did at the mother’s Day banquet at her church, just a few days before her passing. The title of her presentation was “From Hats to Crown”. She shared stories about her life and the many relationship roles one plays: as a daughter, a sister, as a wife, a mother and a teacher. As she talked about each role she wore a different hat. She ended with a crown, shar...    less

We are sorry to announce disappointing, upsetting news. After 4 ½ years of ambitious, adventurous music-making, Albion is coming to an end. It’s been tremendously hard to contemplate this as a way forward, and equally so to decide on it....

Isang Gabi ng Pasasalamat (A Farewell Concert)

Isang Gabi Ng Pasasalamat (A Farewell Concert)

Isang Gabi ng Pasasalamat (A Farewell Concert)

We may have had our last concert as Albion on the 13th August but we still have lots to give. Check out our Farwell to Albion Tumblr page. Holy Trinity 13th August Last bow. The CD's and downloads are still available as a are the sheet music to the wo...

The silver swan, who living had no note, When death approached, unlocked her silent throat; Leaning her breast against the reedy shore, Thus sung her first and last, and sung no more: “Farewell, all joys; Oh death, come close mine eyes; More geese th...  moreThe silver swan, who living had no note, When death approached, unlocked her silent throat; Leaning her breast against the reedy shore, Thus sung her first and last, and sung no more: “Farewell, all joys; Oh death, come close mine eyes; More geese than swans now live, more fools than wise.”  

This was originally published on the Embro Thistle Singers' blog.    Have you ever walked through a mall or downtown and "people watched"?  Oh my.  There are people walking around who, in my mother's words, would be horrified if thei...

A Year As a Nomad:   April 4, 2023, marked the last day I spent in my birth country. I shared breakfast with my brother and mother, showed my boarding pass, and within minutes, I was on a plane to London. What happened during all that time? ...