Classical music speaks to us, even if much of it is wordless.

The Pennsylvania state lottery has, as its spokesperson, a talking groundhog. 

 "Ye shall be as gods," said the serpent. 

How one musician found her way into the Church.

Beauty here below allows us to gain at least a glimpse of the glory and splendor of God. We also need a very special kind of beauty — good music.

"You're the prince of music," said one fellow to another, as they took their ease in their native German tongue.

Please enjoy this symposium on the nine symphonies of Ludwig van Beethoven.

I'm not asking for genius.  I'm asking for common decency.  Vandals, leave the art alone.

Intimations of eternity are rare in this life. 

On Messiaen's "Quartet for the End of Time", performed in the crypt of a church in Harlem.