13 Ekim 2012 Cumartesi

Stately Commode is DONE!

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After hours of ripping, crosscutting, jointing, assembling, sanding, gluing, sanding, pore-filling, sanding, staining, sanding, and restaining, this is what I was left with...

The carcase on the left hasn't been stained yet, so you can see the white dust left from the plaster I used as a pore filler (worked amazingly well)

So... this is my final project, after pore filling with Plaster, using a gel stain and 2 sprays of lacquer.

Ain't she a beauty?

As you can see from the light filtering through the clearances, I didn't have time to rip a back >.<
Look at that silky smooth top!

A detail of the moldings and dovetailed drawers. Apparently the stripe of stain down the joint is "traditional". I prefer showcasing the dovetails, personally, but meh...

The feet and base molding (a wee bit dusty)

The top drawer, with side detail... look at the shine off the gables!

Tiramisu #4

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It's that time of year again -- Tiramisu time!

I'm heading over to the Polizogopoulos' for dinner on Saturday, and offered to make dessert. Christmas/New Years' just wouldn't be the same if I didn't attempt to make a wonderfully delicious light, smooth and creamy Tiramisu.

I looked over my past recipes, and decided to try a new approach -- beaten egg whites. There's a risk of salmonella, but I'm counting on the alcohol to kill any bacteria... what doesn't kill us, eh?


So I found a recipe for Zabaglione on Allrecipes.com that had slightly different proportions than what I'd done previously, so I thought I'd try that out. Here's what I did...

5 Eggs, separated
1/2 c Sweet (Cremova) Marsala Wine
1/4 c White Sugar
475g Mascarpone (Trestelle)
1/3 c Espresso Forte (Second Cup)
1/3 c Kahlua
2 dozen Ladyfingers (sugar-coated)
Cocoa for dusting

1. Beat egg yolks, Marsala and Sugar until smooth.

2. In a double boiler, continue to whisk Marsala mixture over high heat until it thickens (10-15 minutes). Cover and cool in refrigerator.

3. Beat egg whites in a glass bowl until soft peaks appear. Set aside.

4. Beat Mascarpone cheese until smooth.

5. Add cooled Marsala mixture to Mascarpone cheese. Beat until smooth.

6. Gently fold Mascarpone mixture into beaten egg whites.

7. Mix Kahlua and coffee.

8. Dip half of the Ladyfingers into coffee mixture and arrange across bottom of an 8" springform pan.

9. Gently spoon half of the Mascarpone mixture over Ladyfingers.

10. Lightly dust with Cocoa.

11. Repeat with remaining ladyfingers and Mascarpone mixture.

12. Lightly dust with Cocoa.

13. Cover and refrigerate for at least 24 hours.

14. Serve well chilled, with chocolate dipped Ladyfingers and strong coffee.

Update: I tried a scoop this afternoon, and was pleased with the overall taste. It's hard to tell from the sides, but I think I should've soaked the ladyfingers a bit longer than I did (they were pretty dry/stale to begin with), and I probably could've done without the egg whites. Maybe I'm just not used to my Tiramisu being light and whipped -- I prefer denser, custardy layers. I just don't think it's worth the risk of eating uncooked egg whites =/

Settlers of Catan -- best board game ever!

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Ottawa is currently experiencing a surge of interest in an unassuming board game -- Settlers of Catan. It seems that Mrs. Tiggy Winkle's is the only retailer which regularly stocks this German game (at a reasonable price, anyway), and they were sold out across Ottawa yesterday evening (as well as last week when I checked, and should've put my name on their next shipment). Settlers is literally being sold as soon as it's unpacked from Toronto! Sale clerks were perplexed as to the cause of the game's sudden popularity...

Settlers of Catan has a boring name, the box's design is outdated, and the description doesn't make it sound any better. In short, unless someone else has forced you to try the game, and you survived the learning process, there is no way you'd begin playing on your own. Settlers simply isn't the type of game you pick up thinking "Oh, this looks fantastic -- I'll get it for Suzy!"

Settlers requires an introduction by an experienced player. It's like... a virus.

I've gone the the States a couple times in the past month for Christmas shopping, and have looked everywhere for Settlers to no avail (I've gotten a number of strange looks). I was hoping for a cheaper American price, but it appears that the only US retailers which carry Settlers are the online variety -- they haven't even heard of the game in Waterstown or Messena.

Will Nathan receive Settlers for Christmas? Or an IOU? Stay tuned for the final outcome this Tuesday!

So we're living in Kingston...

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... and I'm getting home sick. If you know me, download skype and call/msg me. Seriously -- it's free, and it's cool.

Short Story: Nathan got a job in Kingston. When he first mentioned the job opportunity, I was like "Ummm... No. I'm not moving to Kingston." Then, through the many trials leading up to the job offer, I could see God's Hand leading us to this place. I began praying that Nathan *would* get the job. Then he did, and we spent a week in a motel trying to find a short term-lease (which we found), we moved that weekend, and I left for Florida the next day. After visiting my new Snowbird Mum for nearly 3 weeks, I came back to our new home. A week later, it's starting to settle in that we're not moving back to Ottawa any time soon.

It's cold outside, and I don't know anyone. How do people make friends in new cities? I mean, seriously. In grade school, you'd walk up to someone and ask them if they wanted to play tag, or build a snowman. Bang! Instant friend. I might not have been a social butterfly, but I didn't have to drive 2 hours to play Settlers, or "talk about feelings." This whole finding new social circles sucks.

I need to find a church... I did some research last month and found half a dozen in Kingston that didn't scare me (okay, I guess the rest weren't that bad -- just theologically stunted -- but I'm sure they have a heart for God). Nathan went to the closest one a few weeks ago (while I went to a Southern Baptist church in FL -- but that's a whole different story), and he seemed to like it. So maybe we'll go back this Lord's Day.

It would be a lot easier if there was an RP church in Kingston...
Sovereign God? check. Biblical theology? check. Covenental relationship? check. Singing the Word of God? check. Yeah.. I love my Psalms. Give me 119x over "Here I am to Worship" anyday of the week. A few years of singing lessons and I might post some youtube videos... Until then, you can listen here. I've had a Psalter on my wishlist for a few years now... I think it's time to order one myself. But I digress...

I should take some classes... Bellydance, woodworking, art, acting. Something. I should also probably look into getting a job. Sigh... Is there anything in Kingston aside from prisons and universities?

Staying indoors makes it easier to pretend I'm not completely alone in a new city, miles from anyone I know... well, aside from Nathan, but he's at work >.>

I think I'll go outside now.

So we're looking for a house in Kingston...

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... and this is our search area. It extends down to Lake Ontario's Shore. While it would be cool to live on Wolfe or Howe Island, I don't think Nathan would enjoy taking the Ferry to work every day >.>


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It would be larger, but those long lakes are a real pain to drive around. I guess it would be easier if we stayed within Kingston, but I have this dream of raising alpacas and spinning their fibre on a beautiful spinning wheel I designed and carved myself. Somehow, I don't think I can do that within city limits, aye?

On the other hand, being close to everything Kingston has to offer (I'm still trying to figure out exactly what that is) would be handy. Buses are handy (although I got my G1 last week, after letting it expire nearly 2 years ago, so I can do my G2 test as soon as I practice parking >.>), and I think it would be easier to resell if the house weren't in the middle of nowhere.

I still want to build my Timber-Frame Strawbale house, but I think that might have to wait until I can get Nathan to warm up to the idea.

12 Ekim 2012 Cuma

Garam Masala Recipe

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In order to make the perfect amount of Garam Masala for the first Butter Chicken recipe, use an 1/8 teaspoon (wiped with a paper towel in between each spice).

Cardamom - 6 parts
Cinnamon - 4 parts
Cloves - 2 parts
Coriander - 6 parts
Cumin - 6 parts
Nutmeg - 2 parts
Pepper (Black) - 6 parts
Saffron - 1 part <-- yes, real saffron threads finely ground.

For best results, you're supposed to have all whole spices, roast them briefly, grind them, then use them immediately. I only had whole cardamom, peppercorns, nutmeg and saffron, so I didn't bother roasting them. Also, the first time I made this, I had a couple unlabeled spices and ended up using turmeric instead of cumin and extra cardamom (I think) instead of coriander. It all tasted Indian-esque to me, so I didn't worry too much. Bay leaves and ginger are also popular additions. Keep in mind that there is no "true" Garam Masala recipe -- you combine the spices your Mum taught you to...

Butter Chicken #1

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My first attempt at Homemade Butter Chicken. I tried following Vijar Bhaardwaj's Makhani Chicken recipe on Allrecipes.com, but I had to make a couple substitutions. Overall, it was good but I wouldn't call it "Butter Chicken". It was more like... curried chicken. Perhaps less tomato, and use cream like the recipe calls for (I substituted coconut milk).

Update: Nathan really liked this! Justin said it wasn't "Butter chicken" but it was definitely a "Chicken Curry". I was just happy it was edible and tasted remotely Indian-esque. It was even better the next day -- I dipped wholewheat bread in the leftover sauce -- didn't taste tomatoey (like it did when it was cooking), and had a pleasant kick to it (made my nose run, but didn't require gulping down ice-water).

1 3/4 pounds skinless, boneless chicken breast halves - cubed
1 tablespoon lemon juice
1 tablespoon chili powder
1 cup yogurt (natural, no sugar added)
2 tablespoons garlic paste
1/2 tablespoon garam masala
2 tablespoons melted butter
1 tablespoon chili powder
2 tablespoons ginger paste
2 tablespoons lemon juice
2 tablespoons olive oil
1 tablespoon butter
1 1/2 tablespoons garam masala
1 tablespoon ginger paste
1 tablespoon chopped garlic
3 chopped red chile peppers (about 1 T)
1 can tomato paste (5.5 oz, 100% pure, no salt added)
1 tablespoon chili powder
2 cup water
3 tablespoon honey
1 can premium coconut milk (398 mL)

To Marinate: Place chicken in a nonporous glass dish or bowl with lemon juice, 1 tablespoon chili powder and salt. Toss to coat; cover dish and refrigerate to marinate for 1 hour.

Drain yogurt in a cloth for 15 to 20 minutes. Place in a medium bowl; mix in salt, garlic paste, garam masala, butter, chili powder, ginger paste, lemon juice and oil. Pour yogurt mixture over chicken, replace cover and refrigerate to marinate for another 3 to 4 hours, or overnight.

Preheat oven to 400 degrees F (200 degrees C).

Place chicken on skewers. Place skewers in a 9x13 inch baking dish and bake in preheated oven for 20 minutes, or until almost cooked through. Can also bake without the skewers. Set aside remaining marinade for the sauce.

To Make Sauce: Melt butter in a medium saucepan over medium heat. Stir in garam masala. When masala begins to crackle, mix in ginger paste, chopped garlic and chile peppers. Saute until tender, then stir in tomato paste, chili powder, salt, garam masala and water. Bring to a boil; reduce heat to low and simmer, stirring in honey.

Place chicken and remaining marinade in sauce mixture. Continue cooking for another 5 minutes, or until chicken is no longer pink inside. Stir in coconut milk.

Changing my Maiden Name and PC Financial Bank

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Three and a half years ago, I was supposed to change my Maiden name to my Married name. I was psyched to do this -- all part of the ritual of marriage, right? I got all the information I needed in order to do so -- which documents I would need for each service. I hit a small snafu, however, in that I was under the impression that the Ontario Government would mail me a copy of my Marriage Certificate. After about 6 months of waiting, I sort of forgot about it until I discovered I had to renew my passport for our trip to Guatemala, and I figured I might as well change my surname as well.

I checked online, and sure enough, I had to pay $15 to get my Marriage Certificate mailed to me (4-6 weeks). Unfortunately, it arrived a few days after I spent $90 renewing my passport (in my Maiden name, due to lack of supporting evidence). We don't have time before our trip to chance trying to get it re-renewed in my Married name, so it'll have to wait.

Anyway, now that I finally have the Marriage Certificate, I can update allt he rest of my cards. The following isn't a complete list of acceptable ID, it's simply the ID I'm choosing to use...

Ohip:
Marriage Certificate
Birth Certificate
School Transcript
Credit Card

Driver's Licence:
Marriage Certificate
Passport
OHIP card

Passport:
Marriage Certificate
Birth Certificate
OHIP card
2 pictures

Credit Card:
Marriage Certificate (copy)
Letter explaining that you would like your name changed

Bank:
Marriage Certificate
Birth Certificate
SIN card

Now, I would like to point out some similarities between all these Cards... they all require your Marriage Certificate and valid government issued identification. Yeah, I know -- obvious. Apparently, every government agency and financial institution believes that if you have valid identification with your maiden name and it matches the name on the Marriage Certificate you've provided, you are indeed a) who you say you are, and b) married. That is, of course unless you're my bank...

President's Choice Financial, requires a Marriage Certificate as well as 2 pieces of identification (at least one government issued photo ID) with the updated name, which they then mail off to some office in the middle of whoknowswhere... [Update: PC Financial's Customer Care Representative, Richard, corrected me -- that is not company policy. Photocopies of your Marriage Certificate, and 2 supporting IDs are mailed off NOT the originals.]

Why do they require your ID to be updated? Isn't the bank questioning the validity of a legal document (Marriage Certificate) by demanding supporting documentation? If a Marriage Certificate and ID with my Maiden is good enough for ALL other banks, AND government agencies, shouldn't it be good enough for PC Financial?

This concern is not isolated to me alone. When I told the the Customer Service Representative at my local PC Financial branch that I wanted to update my name, he asked if this was my "first or second visit?" Apparently, most women arrive at the branch with their Maiden ID and their Marriage Certificate, believing it to be enough, and are turned away. The agent sympathized with me, expressing annoyance with the situation himself, saying "I feel sorry for you guys..."

Let me point out that Ontario does NOT have a Provincial Identification Card. It took me an hour on Google and various government websites before I discovered that tidbit of information. Also, if you're over 35, LCBO won't issue you an Age of Majority card... not that the bank would take that anyway...

To confirm other institution's policies regarding this, I personally contacted ATB Financial, Bank of Montreal, CIBC, Citizens Bank of Canada, HSBC Bank Canada, ING Direct, Laurentian Bank of Canada, National Bank of Canada, RBC Financial Group, Scotiabank, and TD Canada Trust, as well as Passport Canada, OHIP, Ministry of Transportation, and the Social Insurance Registration Office. Although I had to speak with a Supervisor at CIBC to clarify their policy, every bank I called stated the only document required to update a last name was a Marriage Certificate. They all said that identification could be in a woman's maiden name as long as she had a Marriage Certificate. The ONLY mention of using updated ID was if you did not have your Marriage Certificate. The assumption is that the person who updated your ID must've seen a valid Marriage Certificate...

PC Financial's call-centre had a 25 minute wait, so I decided to contact their parent company to see what was up with their policy. Thankfully, CIBC's call-centre's wait was only a few minutes. When I asked what their policy was, the CIBC CSR read from her "Agent Support Tools" a passage on required ID for name change. It stated something to the effect of 'you need a marriage certificate and 2 supporting pieces of ID such as blah blah". She was under the impression that the supporting ID needed to be updated to your married name. I wanted clarification so I asked to speak with her Supervisor. After going over the company's policies, he agreed that the "supporting documents" could be in a woman's Maiden name, as long as she had a valid Marriage Certificate. I asked Supervisor Shaun (Shawn? Sean?) to put forward a motion or memo or something to his superiors indicating the need for CSRs to be better educated on company policy.

Thinking that the daughter company would have the same policies as the parent, I confidently called up PC Financial (the wait was down to 4 minutes) and spoke with a CSR. Reading from her manual, she stated that in order to change my name I would require a "Marriage Certificate, and 2 pieces of ID supporting name change -- standard ID in the new name." That last little bit left no room for clarification -- they did in fact require updated ID in addition to a Marriage Certificate.

Her Supervisor explained that their small branches "are not trained to determine the validity of a Marriage Certificate", and only one office handles legal name changes. Apparently, their "Risk and Legal" department determined that extra step was necessary. Frankly, this is an unnecessary and cumbersome failsafe and should be removed in order to facilitate the smooth transition of a woman into married life.

For a bank which advertises their "ultimate convenience, 24/7", they are making it extremely difficult for women to assume their Husband's last name. This is especially troubling since no other bank, nor government agency, requires more than a Marriage Certificate as proof of a surname change!

I asked how I could contact their Risk and Legal department, and was curtly told that "they do not deal with the public". So I politely asked "Ok, how would my lawyer get in touch with your Risk and Legal department?" At this point he quickly asked if I would like to "escalate" my complaint to the Customer Care department, which would contact me in a few days. I gladly agreed -- this guy was just towing the company line, after all.

Speaking of lawyers, according to the Financial Consumer Agency of Canada, which acts as a watchdog over Canadian banks (among other things), there is a rather broad list of identification which can be used to open a bank account. Banks cannot ask for further identification unless they reasonably suspect that the ID provided is fraudulent.

Choice #1 – Show two pieces of I.D. from this box:
• Canadian driver’s license
• Current Canadian passport
• Canadian birth certificate
• Social Insurance Number (SIN) card
• Old Age Security card
• Certificate of Indian Status
• provincial health insurance card (this cannot be used in Ontario, PEI or Manitoba)
• Certificate of Canadian Citizenship or Certification of Naturalization
• Permanent Resident card or a Citizenship and Immigration Canada form IMM 1000 or IMM 1442


Choice #2 – Show one piece of I.D. from Box A and one piece of I.D. from this box:
• employee I.D. card
• debit card or bank card with your name and signature on it
• Canadian credit card with your name and signature on it
• current foreign passport


Choice #3 – Show one piece of I.D. from Box A and have someone the bank knows confirm that you are who you say you are.

As long as you have your Birth Certificate or SIN card, and a bank or credit card with your signature, you do not even have to show photo ID -- I found that particularly interesting. According to the FCAC, however, once you HAVE a bank account, these rules no longer apply -- the bank can request photo ID in order to make changes to your account (such as updating your name).

Therefore, according to these regulations, I should be able to apply for a bank account with my Birth Certificate (which obviously has my Maiden name, since I am assuming my Husband's name, rather than legally changing it), and my SIN card, or a credit card which have been updated -- which name would they put the account under? Would they require further identification?


Just to reinforce the ludicrousness of PC Financial requiring updated ID as well as your Marriage Certificate, here's my call list and responses from all the major banks I could contact:

ATB Financial (www.atb.com) 1-800-332-8383
marriage certificate
ID does not have to be updated to married name

Bank of Montreal (www.bmo.com) 1-800-225-5266
marriage certificate
ID doesn't have to be updated to married name

CIBC (www.cibc.com) 1-800-465-2422
marriage certificate
ID does not have to be updated to married name
Spoke with supervisor Shaun/Shawn/Sean, 9:40 EST Jan 07 to confirm this policy

Citizens Bank of Canada (www.citizensbank.ca) 1-888-708-7800
marriage certificate
ID does not have to be updated to married name

HSBC Bank Canada (www.hsbc.ca) 1-888-310-4722
marriage certificate
ID does not have to be updated to married name

ING Direct (www.ingdirect.ca) 1-800-464-3473
marriage certificate
ID does not have to be updated to married name

Laurentian Bank of Canada (www.lbcdirect.laurentianbank.ca) 1-877-522-3863
marriage certificate
ID does not have to be updated to married name

National Bank of Canada (www.nbc.ca) 1-888-483-5628
marriage certificate
ID does not have to be updated to married name

President’s Choice Financial (www.pcfinancial.ca) 1-888-723-8881
Supporting document, including marriage certificate, and 2 pieces of ID supporting name change -- standard ID in the new name

RBC Financial Group (www.royalbank.com) 1-800-769-2511
marriage certificate
ID doesn't have to be updated to married name

Scotiabank (www.scotiabank.com) 1-800-472-6842
marriage certificate
ID doesn't have to be updated to married name

TD Canada Trust (www.tdcanadatrust.com) 1-866-222-3456
marriage certificate
ID doesn't have to be updated to married name


Continued: PC Financial is Hassling Newly Married Women Part 2 & Part 3

So we're living in Kingston...

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... and I'm getting home sick. If you know me, download skype and call/msg me. Seriously -- it's free, and it's cool.

Short Story: Nathan got a job in Kingston. When he first mentioned the job opportunity, I was like "Ummm... No. I'm not moving to Kingston." Then, through the many trials leading up to the job offer, I could see God's Hand leading us to this place. I began praying that Nathan *would* get the job. Then he did, and we spent a week in a motel trying to find a short term-lease (which we found), we moved that weekend, and I left for Florida the next day. After visiting my new Snowbird Mum for nearly 3 weeks, I came back to our new home. A week later, it's starting to settle in that we're not moving back to Ottawa any time soon.

It's cold outside, and I don't know anyone. How do people make friends in new cities? I mean, seriously. In grade school, you'd walk up to someone and ask them if they wanted to play tag, or build a snowman. Bang! Instant friend. I might not have been a social butterfly, but I didn't have to drive 2 hours to play Settlers, or "talk about feelings." This whole finding new social circles sucks.

I need to find a church... I did some research last month and found half a dozen in Kingston that didn't scare me (okay, I guess the rest weren't that bad -- just theologically stunted -- but I'm sure they have a heart for God). Nathan went to the closest one a few weeks ago (while I went to a Southern Baptist church in FL -- but that's a whole different story), and he seemed to like it. So maybe we'll go back this Lord's Day.

It would be a lot easier if there was an RP church in Kingston...
Sovereign God? check. Biblical theology? check. Covenental relationship? check. Singing the Word of God? check. Yeah.. I love my Psalms. Give me 119x over "Here I am to Worship" anyday of the week. A few years of singing lessons and I might post some youtube videos... Until then, you can listen here. I've had a Psalter on my wishlist for a few years now... I think it's time to order one myself. But I digress...

I should take some classes... Bellydance, woodworking, art, acting. Something. I should also probably look into getting a job. Sigh... Is there anything in Kingston aside from prisons and universities?

Staying indoors makes it easier to pretend I'm not completely alone in a new city, miles from anyone I know... well, aside from Nathan, but he's at work >.>

I think I'll go outside now.

So we're looking for a house in Kingston...

To contact us Click HERE
... and this is our search area. It extends down to Lake Ontario's Shore. While it would be cool to live on Wolfe or Howe Island, I don't think Nathan would enjoy taking the Ferry to work every day >.>


View Larger Map

It would be larger, but those long lakes are a real pain to drive around. I guess it would be easier if we stayed within Kingston, but I have this dream of raising alpacas and spinning their fibre on a beautiful spinning wheel I designed and carved myself. Somehow, I don't think I can do that within city limits, aye?

On the other hand, being close to everything Kingston has to offer (I'm still trying to figure out exactly what that is) would be handy. Buses are handy (although I got my G1 last week, after letting it expire nearly 2 years ago, so I can do my G2 test as soon as I practice parking >.>), and I think it would be easier to resell if the house weren't in the middle of nowhere.

I still want to build my Timber-Frame Strawbale house, but I think that might have to wait until I can get Nathan to warm up to the idea.

11 Ekim 2012 Perşembe

PC Financial is Hassling Newly Married Women - Part 2

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Read Part 1 first

Richard from PC Financial's Customer Care called this morning while I was out. I am currently waiting for him to return my call...

After speaking with FCAC, and learning that their requirements only apply to opening a bank account, not changing an existing account, I'm considering alternative possibilities...

My biggest problem with PC Financial requiring an updated photo ID is that it will cost me ~$100 to update my Passport (which is valid for 5 more years), or write my G1 again (yeah, I never did my G2 test, and my G1 has since expired... the bus is my friend). I am not eligible for any other type of Photo ID. Once again, I feel the need to express my annoyance that Ontario does not have a Provincial Identification Card for those who do not drive. I'm also not a fan of mailing off said ID to some office in the middle of whoknowswhere. [Update: PC Financial's Customer Care Representative, Richard, corrected me -- that is not company policy. Photocopies of your Marriage Certificate, and 2 supporting IDs are mailed off NOT the originals.]

PC Financial needs to change their policy.


For those women who are in the same boat as I am, there seems to be only one solution. Lodge a formal complaint to their Customer Care section, and then cancel your account. Maybe PC Financial will get the hit if droves of newly married women take away their money.

The other option (after lodging a formal complaint, of course), is to create a new account. Since, by law, you are not required to show photo ID to open an account, you can use updated ID which is free and easy to change.

SIN Card -- requires your marriage certificate and your birth certificate (both original). If you apply in person at your local Canada Service Centre, you will receive your new card in the mail 5-10 business days later.

Credit Card -- requires a faxed copy of your marriage certificate and a letter outlining your desire to change your name. It could take up to 6 weeks for your request to be processed and a new card mailed to you, so if your want your PC Financial Banking information updated as soon as possible, I would recommend opening a bank account with no monthly charges, such as Laurentian, which you could then use as identification for your application to PC Financial.

Bank Card -- requires your marriage certificate, and 2 pieces of ID from this list, such as your SIN card and a bank/debit card or birth certificate.

So if if my conversation with Richard this afternoon doesn't go well, I'll have to head over to the Service Canada Centre at Lincoln Heights Galleria down the street, and then bus over to 1021 Cyrville Road to open a bank account with Laurentian. From there, I can use my new SIN card (in 5-10 business days) combined with my Laurentian bank account (opened in my Married name) to open a new PC Financial bank account.

This seems like a rather long work-around for something that is so incredibly easy to do at ANY OTHER BANK.

Continued: PC Financial is Hassling Newly Married Women Part 3

PC Financial is Hassling Newly Married Women - Part 3

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Read Part 1 & Part 2

Richard from PC Financial Customer Care just returned my call, and we had a very pleasant conversation. I would first like to congratulate CIBC (owner of PC Financial) for hiring a Customer Care representative with such an incredibly soothing voice. He really is perfect for the job.

Anyway, the actual conversation...

Richard explained to me that since PC Financial is a "Virtual Bank", they don't actually have "Branches". The men and women who help you set up your account at Loblaws are "Customer Service Representatives" and their little nook is simply a "sales centre". There are apparently some regulations which create a distinction between a "Banker" and a "CSR". CSRs, according to anti-terror and anti-money laundering laws, cannot simply change your account info using just a Marriage Certificate.

He spent some time going over the list of acceptable documents, trying to figure out a workaround for me. The biggest problem was A) Ontario doesn't allow Health cards as ID, and B) Ontario doesn't offer a Provincial Identification Card. All other provinces either allow Health cards as ID or offer a Provincial ID card. This means that in Ontario, you must A) Drive, or B) spend $90+ every 5 years renewing your Passport (a VERY long process with long wait times). Thankfully, there is a new Simplified Passport Renewal for adults with a valid passport, so you no longer have to bring supporting documents. You still have to pay the $90 and bring 2 certified photos... >.< Richard really wanted to help me, and sympathized with the lack of options in Ontario for Photo ID. When his Wife updated her Passport years ago, she was able to add her married name to the back page, without paying for a new Passport. I explained that that was no longer possible After exhausting the options, he offered to credit my account with the $87 I would need to update my passport. He reasoned that I'm young, newly married, and probably applying for a mortgage in the near future, so the bank will likely see a return on that money. It was in the bank's best interest to keep me happy. Although I was grateful for the offer, I asked 'what about the other newly married women?' They're going to have to go through the same hassle. He said that the Customer Care centre deals with complaints on a case-by-case basis, so he couldn't give an answer. The core problem is the fact that the CSRs at PC Financial Kiosks are not legally allowed to accept a Marriage Certificate as proof of name change without supporting ID. 'Now', I reasoned, 'I understand that PC Financial is just owned by CIBC, and we're not able to use their Bankers for banking help (deposits, transfers, etc), but would it not be possible to allow newly married women, such as myself, the ability to go to a CIBC branch, show the Bankers our Marriage Certificate, and have them change the information for PC Financial? I mean, as you just said, we're newly married, probably getting a mortgage soon, do you really want to piss us off?' Although Richard said he could not personally change the policy, he said that he would make that recommendation to the powers that be. He said things move very slowly, so don't expect an immediate response, but he did agree to follow up with me. He scheduled himself to call me on June 2nd. I asked Richard if I was the only woman he'd spoken to about this problem, and he said no, it's a very common complaint. At this point I brought up my secondary problem with PC Financial -- the fact that they have to mail off the originals to their central office. Richard immediately corrected me -- that is not company policy. Photocopies of your Marriage Certificate, and 2 supporting IDs are mailed off NOT the originals. He was astounded that someone would give me that information, especially with identity theft being such a large problem. He said as soon as he got off the phone with me, he'd be calling the manager of the Kiosk I had gone to, and correcting their information.

That was a rather large relief -- I'll have to edit my previous posts to make sure people don't get the wrong information....

All in all, I was satisfied with how Richard handled my concern, and pray he'll be able to convince his superiors to allow Name Changes at CIBC branches, or find some other convenient way of allowing women to update their name without requiring an updated Photo ID (particularly in Ontario).

Camera Equipment -- lenses

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Trying to get a handle on my Camera equipment... mostly beloved borrowed handmedowns from my family -- my Mum's Asahi Pentax camera, and my Aunt's lenses (her Pentax body was stolen years ago).

Lenses

8103015 Asahi Opt. Co., Japan
SMC Takumar 1:2/55
Aperture: 2-16
Meters: 0.45 - 10+

332858 Fuji Photo Film Co.
Len-Japan
EBC Fujinon-SW
1:3.5
f=28mm
Aperture: 3.5 - 16
Meters: 0.4 - 5+

Tosner MC Auto 2x Pentax
Toshiba Photo Prod. Co. Japan

Tamron Auto Zoom
1:3.8
F=80~250MM
No.350122
72mm
Aperture: 3.8 - 22 EE
Meters: 2 - 20+

Tamron Adaptall 2 to attach Zoom lense to Pentax body

Filters

Toshiba 49mm SL-1A
Black's UV 49mm
Black's CU+1 49mm
Black's CU+2 49mm
Black's CU+3 49mm
Kenko Close-Up No. 1 55 mm
Kenko Close-Up No. 2 55 mm
Kenko Close-Up No. 3 55 mm
Soligor 55mm K-2
Vivitar 55mm Polarizing
Vivitar 72mm US-Haze

Shade thingies

Fujica
f=28mm
rectalinear

Tamron
58FH
Circular

Light Meter

Zeiss Ikon
Ikophot T
Made in Germany
(missing top metal plate)

So we're living in Kingston...

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... and I'm getting home sick. If you know me, download skype and call/msg me. Seriously -- it's free, and it's cool.

Short Story: Nathan got a job in Kingston. When he first mentioned the job opportunity, I was like "Ummm... No. I'm not moving to Kingston." Then, through the many trials leading up to the job offer, I could see God's Hand leading us to this place. I began praying that Nathan *would* get the job. Then he did, and we spent a week in a motel trying to find a short term-lease (which we found), we moved that weekend, and I left for Florida the next day. After visiting my new Snowbird Mum for nearly 3 weeks, I came back to our new home. A week later, it's starting to settle in that we're not moving back to Ottawa any time soon.

It's cold outside, and I don't know anyone. How do people make friends in new cities? I mean, seriously. In grade school, you'd walk up to someone and ask them if they wanted to play tag, or build a snowman. Bang! Instant friend. I might not have been a social butterfly, but I didn't have to drive 2 hours to play Settlers, or "talk about feelings." This whole finding new social circles sucks.

I need to find a church... I did some research last month and found half a dozen in Kingston that didn't scare me (okay, I guess the rest weren't that bad -- just theologically stunted -- but I'm sure they have a heart for God). Nathan went to the closest one a few weeks ago (while I went to a Southern Baptist church in FL -- but that's a whole different story), and he seemed to like it. So maybe we'll go back this Lord's Day.

It would be a lot easier if there was an RP church in Kingston...
Sovereign God? check. Biblical theology? check. Covenental relationship? check. Singing the Word of God? check. Yeah.. I love my Psalms. Give me 119x over "Here I am to Worship" anyday of the week. A few years of singing lessons and I might post some youtube videos... Until then, you can listen here. I've had a Psalter on my wishlist for a few years now... I think it's time to order one myself. But I digress...

I should take some classes... Bellydance, woodworking, art, acting. Something. I should also probably look into getting a job. Sigh... Is there anything in Kingston aside from prisons and universities?

Staying indoors makes it easier to pretend I'm not completely alone in a new city, miles from anyone I know... well, aside from Nathan, but he's at work >.>

I think I'll go outside now.

So we're looking for a house in Kingston...

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... and this is our search area. It extends down to Lake Ontario's Shore. While it would be cool to live on Wolfe or Howe Island, I don't think Nathan would enjoy taking the Ferry to work every day >.>


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It would be larger, but those long lakes are a real pain to drive around. I guess it would be easier if we stayed within Kingston, but I have this dream of raising alpacas and spinning their fibre on a beautiful spinning wheel I designed and carved myself. Somehow, I don't think I can do that within city limits, aye?

On the other hand, being close to everything Kingston has to offer (I'm still trying to figure out exactly what that is) would be handy. Buses are handy (although I got my G1 last week, after letting it expire nearly 2 years ago, so I can do my G2 test as soon as I practice parking >.>), and I think it would be easier to resell if the house weren't in the middle of nowhere.

I still want to build my Timber-Frame Strawbale house, but I think that might have to wait until I can get Nathan to warm up to the idea.

10 Ekim 2012 Çarşamba

In defense of Choral Evensong: A reply to Bosco Peters

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The Rev'd Bosco Peters, a priest in the Anglican Church of New Zealand, writes the most widely-read Liturgy blog in the world. I read it regularly with edification and enjoyment, and I commend it to you.

Recently he wrote an essay “Concert or Common Prayer?” Small as I am (my "Music Box" blog entries are read by an average of eight to ten persons), I am obliged to attempt a rebuttal.

Choral Evensong (and its sister Choral Matins, rarely seen these days) lies in lineal descent from the daily morning and evening offerings established in Exodus 29:38-46 -- “And there I will meet with the children of Israel, and the tabernacle shall be sanctified by my glory.” (v. 43). The daily sacrifices, and by extension prayer at the times of the sacrifices, carried over into the early Christian community. These sacrifices and prayers sanctified the places of worship where they were offered, and sanctified the day, making all the hours of it holy to the Lord.

As time passed, some persons received vocations from God to devote themselves more fully to prayer, first as anchorites in desert places and later more often in communities, a movement organized in the West under the Rule of St. Benedict. Chapters 8 through 20 of the Rule outline the manner in which the prayers of the Daily Office are to be conducted, with Psalmody and the reading of Scripture at their center.

In the Anglican Reformation, the seven Offices of the day became two, more plainly set forth and in English, parish clergy were directed to read them in the parish church every morning and evening, and it was expected that those from the parish who were able would join. Cathedrals and collegiate Chapels had a special obligation to maintain the Daily Office, which was already a part of their liturgical life. This process of revision is described in the Preface to the First Book of Common Prayer (1549), found in the American BCP of 1979 (hereafter “BCP”) at page 866-7.

The principal Offices had always been sung whenever possible, and it was logical that this should continue. As it happened, this was a golden age for choral music, and England was blessed with several great composers who turned their talents to the task of setting to music the new English texts. Much of their attention was devoted to music for Matins and Evensong. Polyphonic settings of the fixed prayers of the Offices appeared – one of the finest is by William Smith of Durham [Here is a rendition of the Responses], but there were others. Many polyphonic settings of the Magnificat, the Gospel Canticle for Vespers, already existed (in Latin); the composers wrote new settings for it in English, alongside the Nunc Dimittis, moved to Evensong from its former place in Compline. Here is one of my favorites from that era, from the Short Service of Gibbons.

Psalmody remained central to the Offices. Cranmer laid aside the complex arrangement of the Psalms that Benedict had established, and returned to the older and simpler Jewish devotional practice of praying the Psalter straight through in course over the space of a month. At first, they were sung to the plainsong tones. Over time, the plainsong was harmonized, and eventually developed into what we now know as Anglican Chant.

Thus it remains that “The Holy Eucharist, the principal act of Christian worship on the Lord's Day and other major Feasts, and Daily Morning and Evening Prayer, as set forth in this Book, are the regular services appointed for public worship in this Church.” (BCP p. 13, “Concerning the Service of the Church”). The choral singing of any of these services, whether Eucharist or Daily Prayer, exists in the larger context of all regular public worship in the Anglican tradition, spoken or sung, modest or elaborate.

In his essay, Fr. Peters' objections to Evensong are three: Intelligibility (“I could not pick out a single word that the choir was chanting...”), the lack of opportunity for active participation by those in the congregation, and the piety of the choristers and organists (or lack thereof). With all three of these, his points are well taken, but some response must be made.

Intelligibility.
This is a challenge for choirs. We know it, and good choirs work hard at it. I recently completed a week at an RSCM Course with some of our choristers under the direction of Dr. Dale Adelmann, of St. Phillip's Cathedral in Atlanta; he in turn follows in most respects the model of his teacher, Dr. George Guest, formerly of St. John's College, Cambridge, one of the places where the tradition of Choral Evensong is strongest. It would be fair to estimate that half or more of our rehearsal time at the Course was devoted to matters of diction, all with the intent of more faithfully presenting the text intelligibly.

The Psalms present an especially great challenge: there is a lot of text, the rhythm of the text is fluid in a manner unlike the metered choral music we more often sing, and pacing of the text and the shaping of the musical line in order to emphasize one or two important syllables in each half-verse is vital. It takes rehearsal, and intense focus from all choristers, to achieve the unity in these matters that is essential in order for the congregation to have any chance to understand the text. Still, it remains difficult and requires attention from the listener as well. And if all this fails, the texts are in the Prayerbook.

Most of the sung texts at Evensong are either the fixed prayers, the Canticles, or the Psalms. In the first case, the form of prayer we sing is not exactly that in our American BCP of 1979, but is close enough so that people can get the drift of the meaning – and it is identical at every Evensong (differing only in musical setting), so regular attenders can learn the texts by heart soon enough, as are the Canticles, which exactly follow the wording in the Rite One service of Evening Prayer (BCP p. 65, 66). We purposely sing the Psalms in the modern text of the 1979 BCP, which is what is in our pews. Many places sing the older translations of Coverdale from the 1662 BCP and its predecessors, but even so, a person could follow in the 1979 BCP and have a clear idea as to what is being sung. Anthem texts ought to be printed in a service bulletin, as we do, with translations when we sing in a language other than English.

Piety.
Peters notes that at a service in this tradition that he attended, only two of the adult choristers received communion. He writes: “The choir is part of the leadership of the service. Is there a critical mass of people of faith needed in a choir (in the leadership of any service) to move a service from the concert end of the spectrum to the common prayer end?”

My short answer is Yes. In the older RSCM training materials, one aphorism was this: Religion is caught, not taught. For this to happen within a choir, or for that matter a parish, there must indeed be some critical mass. It need not be large – it has never been large, never more than a remnant, at one time as few as eight persons (cf. I Peter 3:20 – Noah and the Ark).

But it is not as simple as that. Long ago, controversy arose over the issue of whether the sacraments were valid when administered by a priest who was an unbeliever or a notorious sinner. The answer discerned by the church was that the sacraments are the work of God, and depend upon him for their validity – not upon the human hands that administer them. I would submit that to some degree the same can be said about the Song, the task entrusted to choir, organists, and other musicians (e.g., guitarists, cantors, praise band singers, members of a singing congregation). The Song is the expression and prayer of Holy Mother Church, is redeemed only by the blood of Christ, and has life only through the operation of the Holy Spirit. None of us fully cooperate in this activity. But when we are weak, we are carried along by others, by the “critical mass of people of faith” mentioned by Fr. Peters, and by the grace of God – manifested in part through the Song itself:
Sometimes a light surprises
the Christian while he sings;
it is the Lord who rises
with healing in his wings:
when comforts are declining,
he grants the soul again
a season of clear shining,
to cheer it after rain.
(William Cowper)
There is, I suspect, another issue at play: many church musicians (including choristers) do not like the Episcopal Church, and our dislike is most intensely focused on the clergy. We have watched for fifty years as they have denigrated our work, disbanded choirs, silenced organists, and presented us with a parade of liturgical texts increasingly divorced from Scripture or tradition (the New Zealand Church's recent efforts in regard to the Collects of the Day, said efforts rightly opposed by Fr. Peters, are an example). They have taken away the great hymns of the church and replaced them with trite recycled pop.

From the cheery “Good morning!!!” at the beginning of the Holy Eucharist to the end, the Sunday Eucharist is (at worst) all about the clergy, or (at best) about the gathered community there present (e.g., ten minutes of hugging and chitchat at the “peace,” followed by another ten minutes of parish announcements), and not to any great degree about the Lord. It is no wonder that many choristers and organists do not take communion, or do other things that the clergy would recognize as reflective of belief.

Instead, we sing. We play the organ, we direct the choir. Or if we can do none of these things, we attend Evensong. The Music is often all we have, the one thing that keeps us in the church, hanging on by our fingernails. I could name many people who would never come near a church were it not for choral music, and especially Choral Evensong. And, I submit, our faithful adherence to our bounden duty as choristers and organists is reflective of belief (cf. St. James 2:14-26), even if (when asked) we would say that we are “here for the music – full stop.”

For it is at Evensong that some degree of piety remains in the Church. There is no scope for the clergyperson's personality to shine, there is hopefully no Sermon, there is no hugging or chitchat, and certainly no recycled pop music. Instead, there is (for the choristers) Prayer at its most intense, immersion in Psalmody, and the constant companionship of the Magnificat and Nunc Dimittis.

I have written mostly of those who participate as choristers in Evensong, and the spiritual benefit is for them the greatest. I have never prayed so intensely as when singing a good setting of the Preces and Responses (such as Smith, linked above); it requires all of one's spirit and mind and body (in terms of breath, posture, etc.), and absolute connection with the moment. I see this every time I teach the Smith, or Ayleward, or other good setting to the youth choir. They are drawn immediately to this music, and once they "get it," they are almost bursting with excitement at the beginning, like race horses at the starting gate: "O Lord, open thou our lips: And our mouth shall shew forth thy praise." [The Smith Preces are here, at the 4:10 mark in the YouTube clip, following a plainsong introit, and with an example of Anglican Chant psalmody following, all from the choir of Westminster Abbey]

In the “big league” choirs where Evensong is sung daily (such as Westminster Abbey), a chorister soon knows all 150 Psalms with an intimacy gained in no other way than by intense rehearsal – at St. John's, for example, Dr. Adelmann tells us that they sing the Morning Psalms for one term, and the Evening Psalms for the other term. Even in our parish, where we sing Evensong only once, the First Sunday of each month, the choristers have come to know that small selection of psalms – those appointed for the first seven evenings – extremely well. They know them well enough to have a good sense of what the entire Book of Psalms is about, why it is important to us, and how one might approach the other Psalms that we do not regularly sing. Like the Religious for whom the Offices and their Psalmody are central, this is a factor in Conversion of Life – at least for those who do not stop their ears to them.

For that is a challenge too: choristers and organists can become so angry at the church that they stop paying attention to what they are singing. That is why we begin our rehearsals with the Choristers' Prayer; we seek God's help in this matter.
Bless, O Lord, us thy servants who minister in thy temple: Grant that what we sing with our lips we may believe in our hearts, and what we believe in our hearts we may shew forth in our lives; through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.
Lack of active participation:
There is benefit also for those who are not choristers, and for some of the same reasons. Attending Choral Evensong is precisely akin to the experience of visiting a monastic house, and listening in for a time on the conversation of their liturgy [“and there will I meet with the children of Israel...” it is, in some manner, through these Daily Prayers that God meets with the brothers or sisters – meets with them, forms them, and makes them into what he envisions them to be] – a conversation which began long before we arrived at their gate, and will continue long after we depart. As visitors, we are not fully part of it, but we are reminded of the great calm stream of liturgy and prayer, and invited to dip our toes into it – or wade in, or immerse ourselves in it and be carried away. Unlike the Eucharist, no one is going to pressure us at Evensong to “belong” and hug everyone, or chitchat, or preach at us, or give money (especially that; we are always asking for money in the church); the stream, the river of living water, is there (cf. St. John 7:38, Revelation 22:1-3), and we can approach it as we are able.

Most of all, we are not under the pressure of saying the right words at the right time, of what often passes for “active participation.” As when visiting the monastic house, we need not understand every word at Evensong, for much of what is going on is nonverbal. We certainly need not say anything or do anything; the activity is on a different level than that. We need not participate at all, if we are not ready. But when we are, we can join our heart and mind and spirit to the Psalms of David, the Magnificat, the prayers of Holy Mother Church. We can enter through the choral Office into the courts of heaven.

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The office of Chorister is humble in comparison with that of Deacon, or Priest, or Bishop, but it is nonetheless a Vocation, and if it is the one to which God has called us, we must fulfill it. In the RSCM office of Admission to the Choir, the new Chorister answers these questions:
Minister: N., do you wish to join the choir?
New Chorister: I do.
Minister: As a member of the choir, will you do your best to help the people worship God?
New Chorister: I will.
For many of the nine-and-ten year olds who join our choir, this will prove to be a Life Profession. Many of them will still be singing in choirs when they are grandmothers and grandfathers.

With this office of Chorister (and more so with the office of Organist or Choirmaster), there comes a responsibility to represent the Lord Jesus Christ in a special way, akin to the responsibility that one who wears the collar must bear. When we act in an impious manner during the church services, it reflects badly on our Lord, just as a priest who mumbles his way through the liturgy, preaches without preparation or study, or uses the liturgy as a platform to “prance around in his finery” (as one of our parishioners says) brings discredit to the the Church and its Lord.

We must do better, as Fr. Peters rightly suggests. All of us, clergy and musicians alike, young and old, are works in progress. We endure the “patient hammerblows of grace” (Olivier Messiaen) and the Conversion of Life that they bring, in order to fit us for our place in the kingdom: “Ye also, as lively stones, are built up a spiritual house, an holy priesthood, to offer up spiritual sacrifices, acceptable to God by Jesus Christ.” (I Peter 2:5)

Fr. Peters is absolutely right that much of the problem lies in the lack of “liturgical training, study, and formation” which results in the forms of liturgy being passed on by “non-reflecting example,” and over time losing their content. It is incumbent upon choirmasters (of which I am one) to remedy this. We must ensure that our choristers understand what they are about when they sing Choral Evensong (or participate musically in the Eucharist). This can rarely happen, however, through explicit instruction. It must, after all, be primarily by example, or more precisely instruction backed by example. We must ourselves be “people of devout conduct, teaching the ways of earnestness to the Choirs committed to [our] charge” (“Declaration of Religious Principles” of the American Guild of Organists).

Opportunity arises when a young chorister raises her hand and asks what a phrase means in the Psalm that we are rehearsing, or the anthem text. Or a word, or phrase, from anywhere in the liturgy. As choirmaster, I must have created an atmosphere where choristers can inquire about such things, and then I must answer as best I can, or (better) help the group as a whole to come up with an answer. And it must be done without spending a lot of time on it – we have Work to do; we have to get the diction and pacing right for the Psalm, or get the Anthem learned. Those tasks in themselves are the more important part of formation; they require us to pay close attention to every word, every syllable of every word, and through the music devote our whole body, mind, spirit, and voice to the work at hand.

Last year, our combined choirs sang the Vaughan Williams anthem “Lord, thou hast been our refuge.” Psalm 90 is not part of our normal Evensong rotation, and this provided opportunity for us to learn the text in detail – about three months of work for our youth choir and perhaps two months for our adults – this was a stretch for us, about as great of a challenge as our all-volunteer parish choir can manage. I believe that what they carried away from the experience were these things, among others: they saw that I (and behind me Holy Mother Church) care enough about this text to spend three months working on it with them and then to sing it in church, and to do so in the finest manner possible (and in a setting composed by precisely the sort of agnostic described earlier, whose faith is most evident in his works). [Here is my essay about that day, last October]

They saw that the liturgy must include music of this sort, texts of this sort, and that such things do not happen without a lot of work – and that it is very much worth all that work. When the day arrived, they noted that Psalm 90 was appointed for the liturgy at that Eucharist, saw its relation to the liturgy as a response to the Old Testament lesson (I pointed out the nature of the connection explicitly that morning in the warmup), and they saw (not for the first time) that the choice of psalmody or anthem or hymnody is not based on personal whim or taste, whether mine or the Rector's, but on the considered and prayerful deployment of Scripture in the Lectionary, telling the Story over the course of the year – and this anthem, this day, had its place in that Story.

I don't feel no ways tired

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I leave you this Sunday night with a song, one that I suspect none of you have heard. I came upon it in this manner:

I knew of the work of the pianist/storyteller/composer Ken Medema from my days in the Presbyterian Church back in the 1980's and 90's; I attended one of his concerts with the church youth group. He is enormously creative, but I had forgotten about him until encountering a mention of him in a book on church music that I am reading, “Jubilate: Church Music in the Evangelical Tradition” by Don Hustad.

So, when I had completed my work for the day, I looked Ken up on the internet and found his website. On it, he has a list of podcasts, and I listened to the one titled “Pipe Down” (Nov. 22, 2011) which deals with his lifelong fascination with the pipe organ.

At the end of the forty-five minute podcast, he includes a song he found by the Norwegian duo of guitarist Knut Reiersrud and organist Iver Kleive, on the compilation “Nordic Nights.” The song is an old spiritual, “I don't feel no ways tired.” The performance includes (besides pipe organ and guitar) the singing group “Blind Boys of Alabama.” Here it is on YouTube. Many items on YouTube have millions of views; this one has just 621 views and no comments. I do not think that I have ever heard a pipe organ used in this manner. This performance is a treasure, and I commend it to you.

May God's blessings be with you this night and always.

Unsuitable for Serious Work

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Thus the piano technician described our church instrument, a Steinway Model L built in 1924. “L’s are very rebuildable,” he said, “but this one, as it is, is completely unsuitable for serious work. No one would give you more than maybe $5,000 for it.”

For perspective, a comparable new Steinway retails for $67,200. That would be the Model O, as they discontinued Model L some years ago; both models are about six feet long, intended for a spacious living room or teaching studio. It is perhaps a bit undersized for a church, saved only by the live acoustic in our situation. The Model A (approx. 7 feet long, $77,400) would be better. Model B (8’, around $90,000) is as close to perfection as one can find in a piano, but would likely be too large in sound for chamber music and recitals by instrument or voice, which are important for us. The top-of-the-line Model D nine-foot piano, the staple of major concert stages, is in my opinion not as good of a piano as the Model B -- it is larger and stronger, but at the expense of the Model B’s elegance.

It all began last summer with the chamber music festival. The pianist, a member of our congregation and an outstanding musician, played our Model L intensively for a week and described it as “dead.” The university piano technician, who had just spent a week regulating and voicing the instrument, agreed, and recommended that we should have the instrument rebuilt.

Our Model L is nearly ninety years old. When the church got it some years ago, it was purchased as a “rebuilt” instrument, so I’m told. It appears that the “rebuilder” replaced the hammers and put a cheap open-pore finish on the case, nothing more, and probably over-charged the church for it. The strings are original; the action parts except for the hammers are original.

And I have been perfectly content with the piano. That was what rankled about the visiting technician’s statement on Thursday when he examined the instrument: “unsuitable for serious work.” If I have considered it suitable, it must be that what I do as a musician is not “serious work.” And it is not just this technician; it is the university technician and last summer’s chamber music pianist, both of whom have earned my high esteem for their work. What do they hear that I don’t?

I have never quite believed that I am a Real Musician, an Artist. Such statements feed my insecurity; I lay awake much of the night thinking about it. “Unsuitable for Serious Work.” I have given my all to this work for most of my lifetime, and still not amounted to much. It did not help that it came at the end of a week in which I had indeed not been much of a Musician. Playing a funeral at another church on Monday and one in our own church on Thursday -- in the first week of a new interim priest’s tenure -- threw us all off schedule, my practice time on Tuesday and Wednesday evaporated into meetings and bulletin preparation, I went into the Wednesday evening rehearsals unprepared, and it showed. As John Bertalot says in one of his books on choral conducting, that is inexcusable.

But it is equally inexcusable to wallow in self-pity. Yes, there are better musicians around. There are several in our congregation, including the aforementioned pianist (who is so amazing that I sit slack-jawed when I hear her play). God can call on the Cherubim and Seraphim, and all the company of heaven. But for whatever reasons, he has called on me to do this bit of music-making in this place, this week. “It’s a dumb job, but someone has to do it” comes to mind, but that is off the mark -- it is not a dumb job; it is an important job. The second half is what applies -- someone has to do it. I am unequal to the task, “unsuitable for serious work” -- but He is not, nor is His Spirit working among us. “When I am weak, He is strong.”

Being unequal to the task is part of the nature of being an Organist-Choirmaster: one never has time to do either half of the job properly. Most Organist-Choirmasters gravitate to one side or the other: they might be like the English Cathedral people who direct the choir and let their organ scholars do most of the playing, or they might be splendid organists who devote a minimum of effort to the choral work.



It was, in fact, the Week of the Piano. As I mentioned, I played a funeral at a small sister congregation on Monday; their deacon had called on Saturday and they were desperate; could I help? It was a simple service; three hymns, prelude and postlude music, all on the piano.

They had a small Schimmel grand piano. It was new; the finish shiny and black and luxurious, the keytops white and glistening, a fine solid new artist’s bench (a far cry from the creaky old relic at our church). At first, I liked the instrument very much, playing Bach rather softly as people chatted before the service. But when it came time to play a hymn, it was disappointing; it was as if there were no “bite” to the sound. Well, it was after all a very small grand. And it was not a Steinway.

On Thursday, as mentioned, the piano rebuilder came to evaluate our Model L. He is a fine technician, highly recommended by several people whom I trust, and he clearly understood pianos. He took the measure of this one in the space of about five minutes, and spent the rest of his time attempting to sell me on a total rebuild, to the tune of about $30,000. “You will have the equivalent of a new Steinway.” He wants to replace the soundboard, which has no cracks and no signs of trouble; absolutely not, so far as I am concerned. As my wife (a former violin maker) said later, “You’ve got that hundred-year old piece of wood in there. He is not going to be able to equal that.” He wants to replace the original ivory keytops with modern plastic ones. “Everyone has grown up with plastic keys. That is what artists expect in a piano.” He pointed at the one key that is missing its keytop: “They are starting to break off. It will only get worse. With a refinished piano, these beat-up old keytops will look horrible.” I am probably going to say “no” on that, also. For all that they show their age, ivory has a better feel than plastic, especially when the hands are sweaty.

To his credit, he immediately located the reason the True Musicians find the piano to be “dead” -- a loss of crown. He measured it at the treble bridge: zero. This would account for a loss of brilliance in the sound. It can be addressed by lowering the plate when it is removed during restringing and the installation of a new pinblock.

And it does need restringing; any piano would after eighty-plus years. It should have been done by the previous “rebuilder.” If one is doing that, it makes sense to replace the pinblock as well, and to go ahead and refinish the case.

I am less convinced about the wholesale replacement of action parts. The hammers are slightly worn, and if it were my piano, I would probably re-shape them myself (which I have done as a piano technician, though only once on a top-quality piano -- my piano work has mostly been on spinets and old uprights) and regulate the action, but not replace anything. The university technician, however, recommended the complete action rebuild, as did the visiting rebuilder, and they are probably right; my approach would suffice for the way I play, and for the uses of the church, but would not suffice for, say, a doctoral degree recital or a professional-level chamber music festival.

The technicians would doubtless disagree, but the action rebuild could be done at a later date, for it is not in fact related to the case-pinblock-soundboard work. I can hear them now: “With these old worn hammers, it won’t sound at its best. Why not take care of everything at once?” I can think of some reasons, mostly having to do with stewardship of finances and the existing action parts. Yes, they are old. Yes, they are probably more fragile than new ones would be. But “if it ain’t broke, don’t fix it.”

Still, I do not trust my judgement in these matters. I am just a church musician; what do I know about pianos, or about musical artistry at the highest levels? Aside from my responsibility as custodian of the church’s musical instruments, I love our old Model L. It has heart, something the newer university Steinway in our choir room does not (it is another Model L, built in 1971). I want, desperately, to do what is best for it.

It is time to visit the Steinway dealer.
(to be continued)

Cassi goes shopping

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As it happened, this weekend was the Steinway Extravaganza at the dealer -- a number of new and used Steinways were on hand for this special sales event, including two that had been rebuilt by our visiting technician. There were concerts, demonstrations, special events all weekend. I was at the door on the stroke of 10 am when the store opened on Friday.

My first task: play the two rebuilds and evaluate the technician’s work. He had suggested that I do so, and told me which pianos were his. My second task: play as many pianos as they would allow, and see if I could tell the difference between a good piano and a bad one.

I began in the main grand piano showroom with the mixed brands, all of them small, mostly baby grands. Both of the rebuilds were here, one of them a Model O dating from 1917. I noted that it still had its original soundboard. The work was first-rate, and both pianos were indeed as good as new -- “but not quite,” as I was later told by the salesman: “there have been subtle improvements in the design over the years.” I resisted the urge to mention the Teflon bushings that appeared – briefly – in Steinways back in the 1970's; such matters are best left unspoken in polite company.

It soon became apparent to S., who appeared to assist me, that she should call K. from across the street. He led me over to the Fine Arts Center, where the big pianos were displayed in the lobby, all Steinways and Bostons (Steinway’s “budget” brand). This was a different world: no more of the upright pianos for eight-year-olds taking their first lessons, no more of the baby grands built for appearance more than sound, no more choice of color or finish. Here, all the pianos were black, sleek, powerful. The salesmen were all in white shirt, black suit and tie, the atmosphere was the quiet elegance of Serious Money. It is a seductive and dangerous environment. One can easily begin to think that $70,000 or $80,000 is but a trifle for such excellence. As a representative of Holy Mother Church, I had to keep at the forefront of my mind: Widows and orphans putting their pennies in the collection plate. Swaziland. The Crisis Center. Starving street people. For them, $70,000 or $80,000 is not a trifling matter.

I played another Model O, this one brand-new. They had already sold their Model A, the next size up, so I played a Model B; what a fine piano! I improvised on it for almost half an hour with three or four hymn tunes, mostly St. Patrick's Breastplate and St. Columba. I tried one of the Boston grands, right next to the Model O and the same size, about six feet long -- but half the price. “Designed by Steinway,” it said at the corner of the fallboard. It was a good piano, and at its Special Sale Price, only $28,995. I played on it for about ten minutes, improvising on “God of the Sparrow,” thereby sneaking in a bit of practice for Sunday. Very nice!

But then I moved back to the Model O and played the same music, as closely as I could by memory. The $35,000 difference in these pianos does indeed get you something; an indescribable richness and velvety tone that the Boston could not match.

Still, I remain attached to our old Model L, even in preference to that splendid Model B. I played it the next morning at the church to see whether I was delusional; no, even with its old age and faults and need for repair, it is a fine piano, or potentially so. It did seem a bit like an elderly dowager with its old discolored ivories, scratched-up case needing veneer repairs, and ninety-year old strings – but it spoke with integrity. I was tempted to scrap the whole project and just leave it precisely as it is, but I suspect that would not be for the best.

Some of our piano’s charm is probably the acoustic; our church is a better space aurally than the lobby of the Fine Arts Center. Or it might just be my tin ear, unable to discern what is Suitable for Serious Work, combined with sentiment for the old piano. It is good that the decisions will be made by committee, and not by me; I will seek the assistance of our chamber music pianist and others, as well as the members of the committee. But they are likely to give at least a little weight to my suggestions, so I must be careful and try to give good advice.

I thoroughly enjoyed the day at the Steinway dealer; I have never had such an experience. And I think that on top of all the rest, I played fairly well. Ten years ago, even five years ago, I could not have improvised for an hour and a quarter and made good music. I have, without intending to do so, developed my own Style at the piano, both in improvisation and in the playing of hymns (which is largely improvisation as well). And whether or not it pleases anyone else, it pleases me; it is precisely the music that I would like to hear (though I would like to play it better and more accurately). For this, I thank the Lord who has called me to this work and taught me day by day to do it better, for his great glory and praise and (hopefully) the benefit of his people.


Today (Sunday) was a Good Day. We admitted five new choristers to the youth choir. Never in my thirty-plus years of choral work have I been honored by such a large entering class of singers. It was a delight to see them, even (perhaps especially) some of the unanticipated aspects – little R. ended up with an adult-sized surplice which on her reached almost to the floor; second-year chorister T. assisted with the project and having too many of the white surplices in hand, so he dropped the extras on the floor in proper little-boy fashion (his mother was probably back in the pews rolling her eyes); K. with her hair thoroughly mussed from putting on the surplice, and a huge smile of delight on her face.

I did not improvise for the morning services as well as I had done at the music store, but the evensong prelude went well – again, music for piano. I played the Aria and Twenty-Fifth Variation from the Goldberg Variations. Lest I begin to be proud of my creativity, Bach reminds me how little progress I have made and how much work remains.

The choir sang well, especially the Ayleward Responses (with which we have struggled), and the new priest, Fr. W., conducted all of the day's services with dignity and grace. Blessings be with him.

The Twenty-Fifth Variation is amazing, even by the standards of Bach. By that time in a full performance of the Goldberg, one has heard almost an hour of music, taking the beautiful little aria through what seems to be every possibility – and then this. It is as if time stops.

A performance by Glenn Gould

Erik Routley (1917-82)

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Dr. Routley passed from this life thirty years ago yesterday, October 8, 1982, while on the road for a church music workshop at Westminster Presbyterian Church, Nashville, Tennessee. Perhaps more than any other single person, he was central to my spiritual formation.

I had the privilege of attending Westminster Choir College during his tenure as Chaplain and Professor. His graduate courses in Liturgy and Hymnody are my only formal training in those subjects. His weekly sermons in the College Chapel taught me what it means to undertake this work of Church Music and memories of those Tuesday mornings have often sustained me through the dry places when the work of music has seemed meaningless, a lost cause. I had the further privileges of serving on the Chapel Committee, and, as graduate assistant for the church music department, of preparing the weekly service bulletins for those Tuesday liturgies.

When word reached me of his death, I felt lost, even though by that time I was serving in a parish far away. It seemed to me that there was no one to carry forward his work, in a time of liturgical and musical upheaval when his wisdom was needed more than ever. At the distance of thirty years, others have arisen to supply theological underpinning to the work of church music, but I still think that I was correct in that judgment for that critical moment in the early 1980's. I must trust the Lord of Hosts that Dr. Routley's work on this earth was done, no matter how it might appear.

I miss him.

Hymns are delightful and dangerous things. They are regarded, in the late twentieth century, as inseparable from the worship of all but a very few Christian groups. They are as familiar an activity as reading a newspaper: in worship they are for many people the most intelligible and agreeable of all the activities they are invited to join in or to witness; they are the most easily memorized of all Christian statements, and one who has not been in a church for most of a lifetime, but who was brought in church when young, remembers some hymns, though everything else may be forgotten. [Routley, Erik: Christian Hymns Observed (Princeton, NJ: Prestige Publications, 1982): p. 1]

… Singing goes with whatever means most to people. But hymnody introduces into the life of the church a creative tension between the passing and the timeless, between the spatially universal and the local, which without them the church would disregard to its lasting detriment.... It is perhaps surprising... how much abuse they survive: but, if we may ignore for a moment the present age's impatience with history, we may judge that what meant so much to Ambrose, St. Francis and St. Thomas Aquinas, to J. S. Bach and Isaac Watts and John Wesley, to Vaughan Williams, Benjamin Britten and your own Christian neighbour, is worth treasuring, preserving and nourishing. Even if our heathen children don't want them, we will not hide them from them: another generation will be grateful if we don't. [Ibid., p. 107]