The 113th anniversary of the day Leopold Bloom bumped into Stephen Dedalus.
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Friday, June 16, 2017
Thursday, June 16, 2016
Happy Bloomsday! Come up, you fearful Jesuit!
One hundred twelve years ago today in Dublin, stately, plump Buck Mulligan
Here's a little Turlough O'Carolan (Quarrel with his Landlady and The Musical Priest), by a group of Russian devotees of Celtic music.
CAME FROM THE STAIRHEAD, bearing a bowl of lather on which a mirror and a razor lay crossed. A yellow dressing gown, ungirdled, was sustained gently behind him by the mild morning air. He held the bowl aloft and intoned:
-- Introibo ad altare Dei.Halted, he peered down the dark winding stairs and called up coarsely:-- Come up, Kinch. Come up, you fearful jesuit.
Here's a little Turlough O'Carolan (Quarrel with his Landlady and The Musical Priest), by a group of Russian devotees of Celtic music.
Saturday, June 16, 2012
Happy Bloomsday!
Yes, it was on this day in 1904 that Mr Leopold Bloom began his day with "grilled mutton kidneys which gave to his palate a fine tang of
faintly scented urine" and headed out towards Paddy Dignam's funeral.
I tried to find a "classical" setting of text from Ulysses but didn't care for anything I found. This is pretty great—especially the brief second and third pieces.
More Cathy Berberian, and Ulysses too, but no music. Only there is. Text provided if you watch this at YouTube.
And the Shannon Colleens (Sinead Murphy and Darina Gallagher) singing Songs of Joyce at Bewleys Cafe Theatre, Dublin, for
the Bloomsday Festival June 2010.
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