Eurythemes Workshop - "Prayers from the Ark" (November 16, 1975)
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- | There are two changes in tonight's program. | 0:10 |
Our violinist will be Betsy Hooper | 0:13 | |
and Reed Thompson will be playing the flute | 0:16 | |
in "Watching a Million Birds." | 0:18 | |
(smooth music) | 0:23 | |
(smooth lyrical music) | 0:32 | |
Lord, | 1:03 | |
what a menagerie | 1:05 | |
between your downpour | 1:09 | |
and these animal cries, | 1:13 | |
one cannot hear oneself think. | 1:17 | |
The days are long, Lord. | 1:23 | |
All this water makes my heart sink. | 1:29 | |
When will the ground cease to rock under my feet? | 1:38 | |
The days are long. | 1:46 | |
Master Raven has not come back. | 1:51 | |
Here is your dove. | 1:57 | |
Will she find us a twig of hope? | 2:01 | |
The day days are long, Lord. | 2:07 | |
Guide your ark to safety, | 2:13 | |
some Zenith of rest, | 2:19 | |
where we can escape, at last, from this brute slavery. | 2:23 | |
The day days are long, Lord. | 2:33 | |
Lead me | 2:38 | |
until I reach | 2:42 | |
the shore of your covenant. | 2:46 | |
Amen. | 2:55 | |
(lyrical music) | 3:15 | |
(gentle music) | 3:33 | |
(smooth lyrical music) | 4:06 | |
(gentle music) | 4:29 | |
(smooth lyrical music) | 5:00 | |
(smooth lyrical music) | 5:32 | |
(smooth lyrical music) | 5:52 | |
(smooth lyrical music) | 6:23 | |
Do not forget, Lord, | 6:33 | |
it is I who make the sun rise. | 6:37 | |
I am your servant, | 6:41 | |
but with the dignity of my calling, | 6:46 | |
I need some glitter and ostentation. | 6:52 | |
No bless, oblige. | 6:58 | |
All the same, I am your servant only. | 7:02 | |
Do not forget, Lord, | 7:09 | |
I make the sun rise. | 7:13 | |
Amen. | 7:16 | |
(smooth lyrical music) | 7:21 | |
(smooth lyrical music) | 7:49 | |
(violin strings plucking) | 7:53 | |
(smooth lyrical music) | 7:59 | |
Lord, I am the cat. | 8:05 | |
It is not exactly | 8:10 | |
that I have something to ask of you. | 8:14 | |
No. | 8:19 | |
I ask nothing of anyone. | 8:21 | |
But if you have, by some chance, | 8:27 | |
in some celestial barn, | 8:33 | |
a little white mouse or a saucer of milk, | 8:37 | |
I know someone who would relish them. | 8:43 | |
Wouldn't you like, someday, | 8:51 | |
to put a curse the whole race of dogs? | 8:54 | |
If so, I should say amen. | 9:01 | |
(violin strings plucking) | 9:13 | |
(smooth music) | 9:23 | |
(smooth lyrical music) | 9:48 | |
To build, Lord, | 9:56 | |
that is a vocation. | 9:59 | |
I speak of my passion, | 10:03 | |
architecture, of course. | 10:07 | |
One should build on a rock. | 10:12 | |
But what Phillip is there in doing anything easy? | 10:17 | |
My element is to struggle. | 10:25 | |
It is water that allures | 10:29 | |
and tells me to build a safe and steady house | 10:33 | |
on the moving stream of a river, | 10:39 | |
moving as life does, swiftly. | 10:42 | |
What an adventure? | 10:47 | |
With patience and ingenuity, | 10:51 | |
one can do anything, | 10:56 | |
but I am one who loves to swim against the current, | 10:59 | |
to build something lasting, | 11:06 | |
and all my own work at the very core of life. | 11:11 | |
Oh yes, Lord. | 11:20 | |
If you would give me some of your living water, | 11:24 | |
I would build your paradise for you. | 11:33 | |
Amen. | 11:40 | |
(smooth lyrical music) | 11:57 | |
Where was I? | 12:22 | |
Oh, yes. | 12:24 | |
This flower, | 12:26 | |
this sun. | 12:27 | |
Thank you. | 12:30 | |
Your world is beautiful. | 12:31 | |
This scent of roses. | 12:36 | |
Where was I? | 12:40 | |
A drop of dew rolls to sparkle in a lilly's heart. | 12:43 | |
I have to go. | 12:49 | |
Where? | 12:51 | |
I do not know. | 12:53 | |
The wind has painted fancies on my wings. | 12:55 | |
Fancies. | 13:00 | |
Where was I? | 13:03 | |
Oh yes, Lord. | 13:05 | |
I had something to tell you. | 13:09 | |
Amen. | 13:13 | |
(smooth lyrical music) | 13:26 | |
(quacky music) | 13:30 | |
Dear God, give us a flood of water. | 13:45 | |
Let it rain tomorrow and always. | 13:52 | |
Give us plenty of little slugs | 13:57 | |
and other luscious things to eat. | 14:01 | |
Protect all folk who quack | 14:05 | |
and everyone who knows how to swim. | 14:09 | |
Amen. | 14:14 | |
(quacky music) | 14:21 | |
(smooth music) | 14:23 | |
(smooth lyrical music) | 14:44 | |
Lord, | 15:17 | |
your deep has closed over me. | 15:19 | |
Am I some small Lucifer, | 15:26 | |
fallen from heaven | 15:30 | |
and left to be tormented by the waves? | 15:33 | |
Look, Lord, | 15:40 | |
I seem a star of blood. | 15:44 | |
I try to remember my lost royalty, | 15:51 | |
but in vain, | 15:58 | |
creeping over the sand, | 16:01 | |
I spread; my star points wide | 16:06 | |
and a dream, | 16:13 | |
dream, | 16:16 | |
dream. | 16:20 | |
Lord, an angel could root me up from the bottom of the sea | 16:23 | |
and set me back in your sky. | 16:31 | |
Oh, one day, | 16:38 | |
could that be? | 16:42 | |
Amen. | 16:46 | |
(smooth lyrical music) | 16:59 | |
(smooth lyrical music) | 17:24 | |
I jump, I bite. | 17:44 | |
I jump, I bite. | 17:46 | |
How it amuses me, Lord. | 17:49 | |
How ingenious to have made me so small | 17:53 | |
with this spring board leap. | 18:00 | |
I jump, I bite. | 18:04 | |
I jump, I bite. | 18:06 | |
A royal game. | 18:09 | |
I own; I put a spice of malice in it | 18:11 | |
and I have more power to upset the word than the elephant. | 18:18 | |
When I think of that, I could die laughing. | 18:27 | |
I jump, I bite. | 18:34 | |
I jump, I bite. | 18:36 | |
Lord, will you let me into your paradise | 18:39 | |
and not be afraid that I shall turn it upside down? | 18:47 | |
I dare not say amen. | 18:55 | |
(smooth lyrical music) | 19:03 | |
(smooth lyrical music) | 19:30 | |
A royal train, Lord, | 20:03 | |
more scintillating than jewelled enamel. | 20:08 | |
Look, now I spread it in a wheel. | 20:14 | |
I must say I derive some satisfaction from my good looks. | 20:20 | |
My feathers are sown with eyes, admiring themselves. | 20:30 | |
True, my discordant cry shames me a little | 20:38 | |
and it is humiliating to make me remember my meager heart. | 20:44 | |
Your world is badly made, if I may say so. | 20:54 | |
The nightingale's voice in me would be properly attired | 21:00 | |
and soothe my soul. | 21:08 | |
Lord, let a day come, | 21:11 | |
a heavenly day, | 21:16 | |
when my inner and outer selves will be reconciled | 21:18 | |
in perfect harmony. | 21:25 | |
Amen. | 21:30 | |
(smooth lyrical music) | 21:35 | |
(smooth lyrical music) | 22:06 | |
(smooth piano music) | 22:19 | |
I believe, Lord. | 22:59 | |
I believe it is faith that saves us. | 23:04 | |
You have said it. | 23:10 | |
I believe the world was made for me, | 23:13 | |
because as it dies, | 23:18 | |
I thrive on it. | 23:23 | |
My undertaker's black | 23:28 | |
is in keeping with my cynical old heart. | 23:32 | |
Raven land is between you | 23:38 | |
and that life down there | 23:43 | |
for whose end I wait to gratify myself. | 23:46 | |
Aha, I cry. | 23:54 | |
(speaking in foreign language) | 23:57 | |
What a feast? | 24:00 | |
I shall never go back to the ark, | 24:03 | |
to the ark. | 24:10 | |
Oh, let it die in me, | 24:13 | |
this horrible nostalgia. | 24:18 | |
Amen. | 24:24 | |
(smooth piano music) | 24:31 | |
(smooth lyrical music) | 25:02 | |
The ark waits, Lord. | 25:16 | |
The ark waits on your will | 25:22 | |
and the sign of your peace. | 25:27 | |
I am the dove, | 25:33 | |
simple as the sweetness that comes from you. | 25:37 | |
The arc waits, Lord. | 25:44 | |
It has endured. | 25:49 | |
Let me carry it a sprig of hope and joy | 25:55 | |
and put at the heart of its forsakenness | 26:02 | |
this in which your love clothes me, | 26:08 | |
grace immaculate | 26:15 | |
Amen. | 26:21 | |
(gentle music) | 26:30 | |
(gentle music) | 27:01 | |
(audience clapping) | 27:17 | |
(audience clapping) | 27:44 | |
(smooth piano music) | 28:09 | |
(smooth piano music) | 28:36 | |
(smooth piano music) | 29:02 | |
(smooth piano music) | 29:32 | |
(smooth piano music) | 30:03 | |
(smooth piano music fading) | 30:26 | |
(smooth piano music) | 30:48 | |
(smooth piano music) | 31:20 | |
(smooth piano music) | 31:50 | |
(smooth piano music) | 32:12 | |
(smooth piano music) | 32:43 | |
(smooth piano music fading) | 33:12 | |
(audience clapping) | 33:19 | |
(smooth piano music) | 33:50 | |
(smooth piano music) | 34:20 | |
(smooth piano music) | 34:50 | |
(smooth piano music) | 35:20 | |
(smooth piano music) | 35:50 | |
(smooth piano music) | 36:20 | |
(smooth piano music) | 36:50 | |
(smooth piano music) | 37:20 | |
(smooth piano music) | 37:50 | |
(smooth piano music fading) | 38:12 | |
(audience clapping) | 38:27 | |
The moon, they say, called Mantis, | 39:51 | |
sent him with life to people, saying, | 39:59 | |
"Go to men and tell them this. | 40:06 | |
'As I die; and dying, live, | 40:13 | |
you shall die; and dying, live.'" | 40:20 | |
Mantis started, | 40:28 | |
took the word, | 40:32 | |
then Hare stopped him by the path. | 40:35 | |
He said, "What, insect, is your errand?" | 40:38 | |
Mantis answered, | 40:44 | |
"I am sent by Moon, | 40:47 | |
by that one. | 40:52 | |
I must say to men, | 40:54 | |
as he dies; and dying, lives, | 41:00 | |
they too shall die; and dying, live." | 41:07 | |
Hare, the quick tongue, said to him, "Why run? | 41:14 | |
You are shaky on your legs. | 41:19 | |
Let me go. | 41:23 | |
I outrun the wind." | 41:26 | |
Hare ran. | 41:30 | |
He came men and to said, "Moon sent me with this word. | 41:32 | |
'As I die; and dying, perish, | 41:39 | |
you shall die and utterly die.'" | 41:44 | |
Hare ran again to Moon, | 41:51 | |
told him all that he had said to men. | 41:54 | |
The moon said, dark with anger, | 41:58 | |
"How is it you dared tell them this thing I never said?" | 42:03 | |
He took up wood, a sharp fire log, | 42:13 | |
with one blow in the face, | 42:18 | |
struck down the hare. | 42:21 | |
He split the lying hare's lip to this day. | 42:26 | |
(audience clapping) | 43:09 | |
(bright piano music) | 43:43 | |
(bright piano music) | 44:10 | |
(bright piano music) | 44:39 | |
(audience clapping) | 44:55 | |
(smooth flute music) | 45:54 | |
(smooth music) | 46:40 | |
(smooth lyrical music) | 47:10 | |
(smooth lyrical music) | 47:39 | |
Watching a million bird in groups, | 47:53 | |
veering in elliptical, variant ribbons | 47:59 | |
become incarnate joy, | 48:07 | |
a lighting on a great Magnolia tree | 48:13 | |
transmuting leaves into birds. | 48:22 | |
Watching this whirling dance | 48:32 | |
controlled by the cosmic soul of birds, | 48:36 | |
I become tranquil. | 48:44 | |
(smooth lyrical music) | 48:53 | |
(smooth lyrical music) | 49:23 | |
(smooth lyrical music) | 49:50 | |
(audience clapping) | 50:05 | |
(audience clapping) | 50:32 |