Wednesday, June 19, 2013

James Gandolfini RIIP, O for the Wings of a Dove


James Gandolfini, 51, American actor (The SopranosWhere the Wild Things AreZero Dark Thirty), suspected heart attack.
That he acted in the Sopranos stands out given that it too is on the upper end of the "Opposites" pattern-cluster spectrum, note the etymology:
 soprano (n.) Look up soprano at Dictionary.com1730, "the highest singing voice," from Italian soprano "the treble in music," literally "high," from sopra "above," from Latin supra, fem. ablative singular of super (see super-)
One other movie that James acted in is not mentioned in the above Deaths in 2013 sites excerpt, note the following from his wiki page:
 enforcer/stuntman Bear in Get Shorty
"Get Shorty" falls into the lower end of the "Opposites" pattern-cluster spectrum.  I take the cryptic communication to be "get shorty soprano".  So off to Wiki to find a "short soprano"... which I did, note this excerpt from http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Boy_soprano:
 Ernest Lough was 16 when he recorded his famous "Hear My Prayer"
Note the following from Lough's wiki page:
on 15 March 1927, the Gramophone Company brought its new mobile recording unit to the Temple Church where the choir recorded Mendelssohn's Hear My Prayer, in which the famous solo O for the Wings of a Dove was sung by Ernest Lough, then aged 15. It is said that Lough had to stand on two large books in order to be near enough to the microphone.
He had to stand on tou books in order to sing, now THAT'S a short soprano!!  As to the song he sang:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/O_for_the_Wings_of_a_Dove:
The text (derived from Psalm 55):
Hear my prayer, O God, incline Thine ear!
Thyself from my petition do not hide.
Take heed to me! Hear how in prayer I mourn to Thee,
Without Thee all is dark, I have no guide.
The enemy shouteth, The godless come fast!
Iniquity, hatred, upon me they cast!
The wicked oppress me, Ah where shall I fly?
Perplexed and bewildered, O God, hear my cry!
My heart is sorely pained, within my breast,
my soul with deathly terror is oppressed,
trembling and fearfulness upon me fall,
with horror overwhelmed, Lord, hear me call,
O for the wings, for the wings of a dove!
Far away, far away would I rove!
In the wilderness build me a nest,
and remain there for ever at rest.


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