A Wise Woman Once Said

Program Let the River Run (1945-) / Craig Hella Johnson (1962-) EWU Alumni: Kate Francis, Renée Honn, and Alexandra Rannow; percussion Concert and Symphonic Choirs

A Song of Joys Walt Whitman (1819-1892) / David Dickau (1953-) The Lake Isle William Butler Yeats (1865-1939) / Ola Gjeilo (1978-) Noel Jabagot, violin; Phil Pintor, violin; Tim Rooney, viola; Tim Gales, cello; Wade Taylor, guitar To These Heights David Borodin / Samuel Jenkins, EWU student composer Symphonic Choir

And for a Breath Sara Teasdale (1884-1933) / Ryan Main (1984-) Changes Audrey Snyder (1953-) Concert Choir

Now I Become Myself May Sarton (1912-1995) / Gwyneth Walker (1947-) SSAA from Symphonic Choir

Graduating Seniors’ Kukui Nut Lei

Kukui nut leis have long been a symbol of Hawaiian culture. Hawaiian royalty wore kukui nuts as a status symbol, and to honor the God of agriculture, peace, rain, love and fertility-Lono. That is not why our graduates wear the leis tonight, however. Kukui nuts (in particular Kukui nut oils) have been used for medicine, beauty products, food, and most often in early Hawaiian history, for light. Hawaiians would use the stem of a coconut leaf to string many kukui nuts together and light the top. This torch would burn for hours. So, while Hawaiian tourists often see ceremonial use of the kukui nut lei to honor Lono, more recently in educational circles, this lei has come to symbolize enlightenment and wisdom. Another belief is that the lei can be filled with the wearer’s spiritual energy (Mana) and worn for protection. It is with pride in our graduates’ respect for learning, and hope for their continued protection that we send them on with the kukui nut lei.

The Steady Light Shiela Dunlop (1958-) / Reginald Unterseher (1956-) TTBB from Symphonic Choir

Tap-Tap Louis Marie Célestin (1964-) / Sydney Guillaume (1982-) El Grito Federico García Lorca (1898-1936) / Carmen Cavallaro (1913-1989) Asem yi di ka (This Talk Has Got to Be Spoken) Ephraim Amu (1899-1995) Silly Ditties Norman Luboff (1917-1987) / arranged by Dan Davison (1956-) Carolyn Jess & Hannah Acheson, four-hand piano; Dr. Jane Ellsworth, clarinet Symphonic Choir

For Good Wendell Berry (1934-) / Sean Ivory (1970-) Concert and Symphonic Choirs

Please join us in the Social Hall to celebrate

the fantastic contributions of Carolyn Jess

as she retires from Choirs at EWU!

EWU Concert Choir Kristina Ploeger-Hekmatpanah, Director; Carolyn Jess, Collaborative Pianist

Soprano Alto Tenor Bass Samantha Bancroft Sarah Colerick Gavin Davis Seth Bergman Annalisa DeFord Daisy Alfaro-Dominguez Chris Green Antonio Castillo Jane Emehiser Megan Lasso Brodin Jones Carl Christensen Kate Gordon Autumn Tucker Dennis Nel Austin Davis Melissa Gren Danielle Walker Peter Ritchy Dennis DeMille Julie Holien Nicole Wiley Jeff Heatwole Alyssa Kempffer Evan Jarms Gabriela Morris Harry McGee Grace Rowe Nick Nelson Cody Rivers Alex Rodriguez Colton Siegel

EWU Symphonic Choir Kristina Ploeger-Hekmatpanah, Director; Carolyn Jess, Collaborative Pianist

Soprano Alto Tenor Bass Annalisa DeFord Svetlana Bilous Taylor Anzivino James Heer Melissa Gren Paulina Crownhart Cedric Bidwell Williams Evan Jarms Rachel Hansen Bella Garcia Y Lauer Presley Dupuis Galen Jones Kendall Herrmann Jennifer Goodnight Johnathon Harding Brandon Quam Chyrsten Jacobs Cheyan Nelson Brodin Jones Christian Skok Haley Maughan Kunlanit Pongsala Alex Maine Evo Sokoloff-Toney Emma McLaughlin Sarah Sumner Carmyn Parks Autumn Tucker Kimberly Regis Grace Rowe

Texts and Translations

Let the River Run We're coming to , running on the water, coming through the fog, your sons and daughters. Let the river run. Let all the dreamers wake the nation. Come, the New Jerusalem. Silver cities rise, the morning lights - the streets that meet them. And sirens call them on with a song. It's asking for the taking: trembling, shaking. Oh, my heart is aching! We're coming to the edge, running on the water, coming through the fog, your sons and daughters. Let the river run. Let all the dreamers wake the nation. Come, the New Jerusalem.

A Song of Joys O to make the most jubilant song! Full of music—full of manhood, womanhood, infancy! O for the droppings of raindrops in a song! O for the sunshine and motion of waves in a song! O to realize space! The plenteousness of all, that there are no bounds, To emerge and be of the sky, of the sun and moon and flying clouds, as one of them. Knowist thou the joys of pensive thought? Joys of the free and lonesome heart, the tender, gloomy heart? Joys of the solitary walk, the spirit bowed yet proud, the suffering and the struggle? The joy of soothing and pacifying, the joy of concord and harmony. O the joy of my spirit – it is uncaged. O to have life henceforth a poem of new joys! To dance, clap hands, exult, shout, float on! To be a sailor of the world bound for all ports, a ship itself, (see indeed these sails I spread to the some and air). A swift and swelling ship full of rich words, full of joys.

Lake Isle of Innisfree I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree, And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made: Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honey-bee, And live alone in the bee-loud glade.

I will arise and go now, for always night and day I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore; While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey, I hear it in the deep heart’s core.

To These Heights (from Poems without Words by David Borodin) How can vibrations coaxed from tightened strings Against a ground where others have occurred Engender such intense effect as brings My body to these heights without a word?

The narrative unfolded here In sound collaboration of the unexplained Expands my hold on life’s dynamics found In feeling, prior to facts ascertained.

A phrase shaped like a promise now is bent To disappointment till resolved in bright Concordance with compassion’s warmth and sent Relentlessly cascading toward delight.

And in the nuance of this wordless state We read the subtlest values we create

And For a Breath (from Barter by Sara Teasdale) Life has loveliness to sell, Music like a curve of gold, Scent of pine trees in the rain, Eyes that love you, arms that hold, And for your spirit’s still delight, Holy thoughts that star the night.

Spend all you have for loveliness, Buy it and never count the cost; For one white singing hour of peace Count many a year of strife well lost, And for a breath of ecstasy Give all you have been, Or could be.

Changes Here’s one clear voice just singin’ a song. Add another voice to sing along. Three together we’ve got something to say, hey. Gotta make some changes in the world today. There’s trouble in the world, there is no denyin’. You know that too many people are dyin’. People everywhere come answer the call. It really doesn’t help when we do nothing at all. Be the people who will lead the way, hey. Raise your voices start today. Gotta change the world. Come on people, get together. Gotta make some changes in the world today.

Now I Become Myself Now I become myself. It’s taken All fuses now, falls into place Time, many years and places; From wish to action, word to silence, I have been dissolved and shaken, My work, my love, my time, my face Worn other people’s faces, Gathered into one intense Run madly, as if Time were there, Gesture of growing like a plant. Terribly old, crying a warning, As slowly as the ripening fruit “Hurry, you will be dead before—” Fertile, detached, and always spent, (What? Before you reach the morning? Falls but does not exhaust the root, Or the end of the poem is clear? So all the poem is, can give, Or love safe in the walled city?) Grows in me to become the song, Now to stand still, to be here, Made so and rooted so by love. Feel my own weight and density! Now there is time and Time is young. The black shadow on the paper O, in this single hour I live Is my hand; the shadow of a word All of myself and do not move. As thought shapes the shaper I, the pursued, who madly ran, Falls heavy on the page, is heard. Stand still, stand still, and stop the sun!

The Steady Light Let my footfall on this blessed earth tread lightly as a falling leaf. Let my shadow from this blessed sun shut no one from the light. Let my dance beneath these holy stars grow stronger with the years. Let my heart expand with sky-wide love.

Those who go before hold high the steady light that shows me where I am.

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Tap-Tap Mache prese, mache prese! Hurry up, walk quickly! Leve pye’w pou pa rate’l, Lift your feet up so you won’t miss it, Reveye’w, fò profite, Wake up, take advantage, Tap-Tap la ape chofe! The Tap-Tap is warming up!

S’ou gen pye kout pran devan; If your legs are short, get a head start; Pi bonè se granm maten, The best time is now, Pa vin di ou p’at konnen, Don’t say you didn’t know,

Moun ki save se yo k’ap mennen. Those who are wise are those who lead.

Pa kite tan pase, Don’t let time pass you by, Li lè pou anbake, It’s time for you to get on board, Lè a rive pou’l derape, The Tap-Tap is leaving now,

Li lè pou nou ale! It’s time for us to go!

Mache prese, mache prese, Hurry up, walk quickly! Leve pye’w pou pa rate’l, Lift your feet up and don’t miss it, Tap-Tap la ap derape! The Tap-Tap is taking off! Pa betize, monte! Don’t fool around, get on! Pa gade, pa gade, Don’t wait, don’t stare, Ba betize, monte! Don’t joke around, get on!

Tap-Tap la san lè kite’w! The Tap-Tap might just leave you!

Leve kanpe! Leve kanpe! Get up! Stand proud! Oumenm ki konn ki sa ou vle, Those of you who know what you want, Ou ki vreman deside, Those of you with your minds made up, Fò pa rate bon okazyon Don’t miss a great opportunity

Pou f’on jefò pou la nasyon! To do something for the nation!

Fò pa rate bon okazyon pou f’on jefò, tande! Listen, don’t miss a great opportunity to do something, Leve kanpe, pa chita gade! Get up, stand proud, don’t sit around and wait!

Leve! An’n ale! Get up! Let’s go!

Pa kite tan’w gaspiye, Don’t waste your time, Al aprann yon bon metye Go learn something useful Pou itil la sosyete, To benefit society,

Pou limanite progrese. And enhance humanity.

Se pou de pye’w toujou sou tè, Keep your feet on the ground, De grenn je’w toujou ouvè, Keep your eyes open, Pa bay bon rad pou pèpè. Don’t cast your pearls before swine,

Dròg ap fè’w rete djè-djè. Drugs will hold you back.

Leve kanpe, leve kanpe! Get up! Stand proud! Mache prese, an’n ale! Walk quickly, let’s go! Li lè pou ou anbake, It’s time for you to get on board, Tap-Tap la ape pouse, The Tap-Tap is on its way, L’ap pran vitès, li pap rete; It’s speeding up, it will not stop; Sote ladan’l s’ou vle rive! Jump on it if you want to make it!

An’n ale! Let’s go!

El Grito La elipse de un grito, The ellipse of a cry va de monte sighs from hill a monte. to hill. Desde los olivos, Rising from the olive trees, será un arco iris negro it appears as a black rainbow sobre la noche azul. upon the azure night. ¡Ay! Ay! Como un arco de viola, Like the bow of a viol, el grito ha hecho vibrar the cry causes the long strings largas cuerdas del viento. of the wind to vibrate. ¡Ay! Ay! (Las gentes de las cuevas (The people of the caves asoman sus velones) hold out their oil lamps.) ¡Ay! Ay!

Asem yi di ka (This Talk Has Got to Be Spoken) Asem yi di ka, edi ka This talk has got to be spoken.* Hena beka? Who will speak it? Me ara o, me ara! I, myself! Ennye oibara o, me ara! It is nobody else, I myself.

Adwuma yi di ye, edi ye, This work has got to be done. Hene beye? Me ara… Who will do it? I myself …

Obra yidi bo, edi bo, This life has got to be lived,** Hena bebo? Me ara … Who will live this life? I myself …

Asem yi be si ne For this talk to be spoken*** Kwan mua me ara. Rightly, I myself. Adwuma yi be si ne For this work to be done Kwan mua me ara. The right way, I myself. Obra yi be si ne For this life to be lived Kwan mua me ara the right way, I myself.

Hena beka? Hena beye? This talk, this work, Hena bebo? Me ara … This life, I myself. * As in truth. ** As in living an exemplary life. *** Truthfully.

Silly Ditties Original Saying Norman Luboff Lyric 1. Two heads are better than one. Two heads are better than … none. 2. Help keep your garden lovely, Help keep your junkyard beautiful. Today throw away something ugly. Today throw away something lovely. 3. A fool and his money are soon parted. A fool and his money are soon, very soon, Very popular. 4. The English country gentleman galloping after a fox – the unspeakable in full pursuit of the uneatable. – Oscar Wilde A Woman of No Importance, Lord Illingworth, Act 3

For Good I've heard it said that people come into our lives for a reason Bringing something we must learn. And we are led to those who help us most to grow If we let them—and we help them in return. Well, I don't know if I believe that's true, But I know I'm who I am today because I knew you. Like a comet pulled from orbit as it passes a sun, Like a stream that meets a boulder halfway through the wood. Who can say if I've been changed for the better? But, because I knew you I have been changed for good.

It well may be that we will never meet again in this lifetime. So let me say before we part—so much of me is made of what I learned from you You'll be with me like a handprint on my heart. And now whatever way our stories end, I know you have re-written mine by being my friend. Like a ship blown from its mooring by a wind off the sea Like a seed dropped by a sky bird in a distant wood Who can say if I've been changed for the better? But because I knew you, I have been changed for good.

And just to clear the air, I ask forgiveness for the things I've done, you blame me for. But then, I guess we know there's blame to share And none of it seems to matter anymore. Like a comet pulled from orbit as it passes a sun, Like a stream that meets a boulder halfway through the wood. Like a ship blown from its mooring by a wind off the sea Like a seed dropped by a sky bird in a distant wood

Who can say if I've been changed for the better? I do believe I have been changed for the better, And because I knew you, because I knew you, because I knew you… I have been changed for good.

Thanks to … Dr. Mary Cullinan, Dr. Scott Gordan, Dr. Pete Porter, Dr. Brian Donahue, Tara Moses, Bekah Bray, Dr. Jonathan Middleton and Colleen Hegney for all of their work with and support of the Music Department … EWU’s incredible voice area professors: Dr. Abbigail Coté, Steve Mortier, Scott Rednour, Dr. Sheila Sloan and Susan Windham for working with all of the applied voice students who are valued members in these ensembles … Wentao Xing, Lecturer of Audio Engineering, for recording tonight … the entire EWU Music Department faculty and staff for all of their hard work with the numerous musicians performing tonight … The Spokane Symphony Chorale who lent us their new choir boxes for this evening’s concert … the many teachers, family members, and friends that have made all of our musical lives possible

Special thanks to … Carolyn Jess, the Music Director here at St. Stephens Episcopal Church and the link that helped us to begin to utilize this beautiful acoustic environment … Reverend Bill Osborne, who allows this lovely relationship with EWU Choirs and St. Stephen’s Episcopal Church

Thank you so much for supporting these artists tonight!

Other Events for EWU Music This Week:

Tuesday, June 4th, 2019 – 7:30pm Jazz Forum at the Bartlett 228 W Sprague Ave Spokane, WA free

Wednesday, June 5th, 2019 – 7pm Symphonic Band Concert in Sutton Park free

Thursday, June 6th, 2019 – 4pm EWU Opera Performance in Rm 216 free

Thursday, June 6th, 2019 – 7pm Jonathan Williams and Austin Davis Junior Percussion Recital free

Friday, June 7th, 2019 – 12pm Awards Convocation free in the Music Building Recital Hall free

Friday, June 7th, 2019 – 2pm Parody Convocation in the Music Building Recital Hall free

Friday, June 7th, 2019 – 3pm Jazz Bash in Sutton Park free

Friday, June 7th, 2019 – 7:30pm EWU Vocal Jazz Transcription Night in the Music Building Recital Hall free

Saturday, June 8th, 2019 – 1pm Evan Jarms’ Senior Voice Recital in the Music Building Recital Hall free

Saturday, June 8th, 2019 – 4pm James Marshall’s Senior Viola Recital in the Music Building Recital Hall free

Saturday, June 8th, 2019 – 6pm Justin Weeks’ Senior Saxophone Recital in the Music Building Recital Hall free

Sunday, June 9th, 2019 – 3pm Tim Gales’ Graduate Cello Recital in the Music Building Recital Hall free