When 
                I saw this disk performed by a chorus and musicians resident at 
                the Community of Jesus religious commune on Cape Cod (that sound 
                you hear is the County Assessor weeping at the thought of all 
                that expensive real estate off the tax rolls), distributed by 
                them to be sold in church bookstores, and consisting exclusively 
                of Psalm settings, I was, to say the least, not looking forward 
                to hearing it. I am for the most part a Buddhist and generic Jahvistic 
                religious music usually bores me at best. However, after one look 
                at the list of composers and ten minutes into the disk I was cheering. 
                The Psalms after all are Hebrew poetry and part of our common 
                human heritage of great literature. Even sung in English there’s 
                not a whole lot for even an agnostic to find objectionable in 
                the texts, which don’t actually come across that clearly most 
                of the time anyway. But obviously they do serve to inspire the 
                singers, who are excellent. No amateur Sunday church choir here! 
                 
              
 
              
With 
                all this use of Latin, and the "Brothers" and the "Sisters," 
                and being so close to Boston, this Community of Jesus must be 
                mostly Catholic but they specifically state on their website that 
                they are not doctrinaire and invite to their community all those 
                who seek God (however one may define Him/Her/It/Them).  
              
 
              
Samuel 
                Adler’s textbook on orchestration lies open on my desk whenever 
                I’m reading scores. As a composer he’s OK; this short fanfare 
                is appropriately bright, with the expected augmented intervals 
                and the just slightly off the beat rhythms, and the musicians 
                all do a fine job. (I want to SEE Sister Rosemary play that trumpet!) 
                 
              
 
              
An 
                English friend once said to me, ‘I guess you have to be really 
                American to like Charles Ives.’ The truth is 99% of Americans 
                can’t stand Charles Ives, who is much more appreciated by British 
                musical scholars. My favourite Charles Ives story relates how 
                he was sitting in the balcony of a hall listening to a performance 
                of one of his works. A youth sitting next to him was complaining 
                loudly and booing the music. Ives turned to him and said, "Young 
                man, you just sit there quietly and take it like a man!" 
                But this work is one of those rare works of his that is easily 
                accessible, expressing mystery instead of madness. This time we 
                have Sister Mary on chimes and Sister Elena on drums.  
              
 
              
Alan 
                Hovhaness, one of my all time favourite composers has produced 
                one of his finest works, here recorded for the first time. Brother 
                Benedict makes a fine cantor, and again we have Sister Rosemary 
                on trumpet. This work begins with an amazing, wonderful, chord 
                for organ, even stranger than the one that begins the Ives piece. 
                The chorus and baritone intone Psalms 54 and 55 which are anything 
                but joyful. Then, we get to hear a joyful noise. Even though Hovhaness 
                was long associated with the Pacific Northwest, he was born and 
                grew up in Massachusetts, so he is a hometown kid and these singers 
                give his to music a special reverent intensity.  
              
 
              
There 
                was no surprise in finding that the Howard Hanson and Randall 
                Thompson (author of the famous a capella Alleluia) works 
                were especially beautiful, but while the name Daniel Pinkham is 
                not unfamiliar, work of this quality associated with it is. The 
                Robert Starer works were harmonically very adventuresome, perhaps 
                not quite 12 tone but close to it, yet with none of the starkness 
                or violence of Schoenberg. All the soloists performed their difficult 
                parts with perfect ease and commitment and excellent tone.  
              
 
              
Paul 
                Shoemaker