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 Sunday, August 24, 2008
Boy Sopranos Music Hunt
Beberapa tahun terakhir ini, gw menemukan bahwa jenis musik
tertentu benar-benar membantu gw dalam banyak hal. Misalnya ketika gw
butuh konsentrasi dan fokus untuk mengerjakan sesuatu, gw akan
mendengarkan genre musik itu. Ketika gw sering mengalami susah tidur,
apalagi pas lagi banyak event dan kerjaan, atau lagi ada masalah
personal, gw juga kan mendengarkan musik itu.
Musik yang gw maksud adalah Boy Sopranos music.
Temen-temen mungkin udah pernah denger beberapa nama seperti
Vienna Boys Choir (Wiener Saengerknaben), Libera (dulu namanya St
Philips Boys Choir), atau American Boychoir. Beberapa penyanyi paling
berbakat dari paduan suara anak-anak lelaki tersebut juga membuat album
mereka sendiri, termasuk Max Cencic (dari VBC), kakak beradik Lorin dan
Terry Wey, Aled Jones, dan masih banyak lagi. Kemudian ada juga prodigy
di genre spesifik musik klasik ini yang memang memulai karir solo dari
awal, termasuk di antaranya Joseph McManners. Ada juga yang The
Choirboys dari Inggris yang spektakular. Dan tentu saja Jean Baptiste
Maunier yang adalah tokoh utama film The Choristers.
Boy sopranos spesial dan tak tergantikan jenis musik apa pun untuk tiga alasan:
Mereka dianugerahi suara indah (yang diklaim banyak kritikus musik
sebagai suara sorgawi) untuk waktu yang sangat terbatas. Sebut saja
HANYA selama ketika mereka berusia 7-15 tahun. Setelah mereka menginjak
usia remaja, secara alami tentunya suara mereka akan berubah. Meskipun
ada di antara mereka yang terus mengembangkan teknik bernyanyi mereka
dalam register countertenor, tapi suara boy soprano mereka tak akan
pernah sama lagi ketika mereka dewasa. Jadi, itu benar-benar seperti
LIMITED EDITION GIFT from GOD
Mereka berbeda dari
sopran-sopran perempuan, dalam hal tonalitas dan timbre. Dan, jujur,
mau segimana bagusnya pun Kathleen Battle, mau segimana bagusnya pun
Aning Katamsi, gw lebih memilih mendengarkan boy soprano. Oh ya,
ngomong-ngomong sopran perempuan, Charlotte Church sudah berubah
haluan, ikut gayanya Christina Aguilera sekarang. Churchy Charlotte
goes bit*hy, baby.
Anak-anak ini memang seolah-olah terlahir
dengan musikalitas sempurna. Gw sampe nggak habis pikir, ketika
mendengarkan betapa murni dan briliannya suara Tom Cully dan Josh
Madine (duo andalan Libera), kok ya bisa anak-anak umur segitu udah
sedemikian sempurnanya menyanyikan Ave Maria (Caccini), dengan tembakan
nada yang sangat akurat dan terdengar jernih tanpa cacat. Coba
bandingkan dengan kita-kita ini (Kita? Elo kalle, hehhehe... Gw juga
ding). Udah bertaon-taon belajar vokal klasik juga tetep aja kalo kita
dengerin rekaman kita sendiri ketika bernyanyi... DUGH! Nadanya masih
suka turun-turun.
Nah, ceritanya nih, gw kan sekarang udah punya koleksi musik
mereka yang terbatas ini. Belum banyak sih, secara musik seperti ini
jarang banget bisa didapet di DiscTarra atau toko musik langganan kita.
Beberapa CD yang gw punya mesti dibeli di internet. Ada juga yang gw
beli ketika gw pergi ke luar bareng AgriaSwara atau BMS atau TC.
Kira-kira, ini CD/kaset yang udah gw punya:
1. Libera, NEW DAWN
2. Choirboys, CHOIRBOYS
3. Libera, FREE (tapi ini copy-an doang, lagi nyari aslinya)
3. Libera, AVE MARIA (yang ini juga copy-an :(
4. Vienna Boys Choir, I AM FROM AUSTRIA
5. Vienna Boys Choir, AVE MARIA
6. Vienna Boys Choir, EDELWEISS
7. Joseph McManners, IN DREAMS
8. American Boychoir, HYMN
9. St Philips Boys Choir, ANGEL VOICES 1
10. St Philips Boys Choir, ANGEL VOICES 2
11. St Philips Boys Choir, ANGEL VOICES 3
12. Vienna Boys Choir, BRUCKNER and BRITTEN's CHRISTMAS (copy-an juga, dapet dari Ewinx)
13. Vienna Boys Choir, THE BEST
14. Vienna Boys Choir, FOLKSONG AROUND THE WORLD
15. Vienna Boys Choir, DEUTSCHE VOLKSLIEDER
Temen-temen bantuin gw dooong, kalo nemu CD/kaset/DVD dari para
penyanyi cilik ini. Gw lagi nyari banget Libera VISION, Libera ANGEL
VOICES (yang ada lagu Going Home-nya Antonin Dvorak... LOVE IT!!!),
terus The Choirboys album kedua mereka yang pake formasi berbeda dari
album perdana mereka. Kalo nemu, kasi tau di mana, atau beliin dulu
plllleeease, nanti pasti gw ganti. Impor juga gapapa deh, asal masih di
bawah 200 ribu. Kalo temen-temen punya video mereka, mau juga dong...
^-^
Ez March 30, 2009 03:34 AM PDT Wah, mau dooong, album Angel Voices-nya. Donlotan jg gpp. Wah, Eternal dah rilis yah? Gw buru deh.
:)
denny February 11, 2009 11:43 PM PST haha.. ternyata 'Liberian' (fans Libera) juga yah.. aku juga neeh, dikit banget emang CDnya Libera di sini (surabaya), cuma NEW DAWN doank. kebetulan aku pny ANGEL VOICES, tp hasil donlot hehe.. kepingin juga punya CDnya. o iya, katanya di Music plus di jakarta ada loh ETERNAL -the best of Libera- tapi aku ga bisa ke sana.. hiks..hiks
tapi, mau doonk FREEnya.. hahahah
Welcome aboard to my Ethereal Ez's Den, a virtual Lebensraum where I would spend my quanta of reverie. Having every quirky and quarky limitation, this blog was supposed to be made but accommodative, in a sense that I need a space, a starlit and muralful niche, to communicate my thoughts, to share my experience, and to publish, at no cost, some of my humble works in so-called eclectic literature. I am not a poet, nor am I a conoisseur in particular genre of art, but I AM artcoholic.
Hopefully, this page doesn't seem like a mess of all-that-edible huzarensla, but rather a graceful arrangement of pot-pourri. And from the deep confines of my hibernation grotto, I wish that the scent of this ethereal raudah will somehow find a way to your peaceful being, wheresoever you are.
I was born in a once nice and used-to-be peaceful Kampong called Panagan. Not anymore today. Urban new comers, skyrocketing growth of population... fffhh... why don't they just move to Halifax. Or even better... Nordvik.
My Rites
I like singing. No... I LOVE singing. Don't know why. Probably because I had a biological fraternity with angel Israfel ^-^ (God, I wish I WERE). Currently, I am affiliated to some musical communities. In weekends, I am going to rehearsals, also doing some vocal coaching to toddlers. Hello, Kids!!! I do writing, too. Of course. All bloggers do writing. In attending university, I also published my own book, a pop contempo novel in a to-some-people-abominable genre. Literature has been my profound interest since long. I'm a Man of Words ^-^. And yes, I love Nh. Dini. Above all, my perpetual interest is cocooning with a glass of hot chocolate and some chunks of Good Time cookies and Dostoyevski's "Crime and Punishment", while listening to Vienna Boys Choir singing "Pueri concinite". When the time is due, I don't mind coming out of my chrysalis, trying to discover a new land to stay for a season southwards from Tierra del Fuego, or, don't know, probably northwards from Cape Morris Jesup. Pro tempore, I think I'll make my privat (paper) aeroplane first ^-^
Gossip Corner
>In times of yore... Bygone Epiphany
August 13, 1981, in a countryside of Parahyangan Realm, a mother gave birth to a little child that was named Hendra Agustian. He was named so, due to, clearly as it seems, being born on August. And the mother was very keen on Hendra Cipta, a then famous actor. Later, they added a middle name, Yusup (with 'p' rather than 'f', because my parents were semper fidelis Sundanese), in a wishful thinking that the baby would grow and possess every good attribute of Yusuf the Prophet. The baby was fat, with a curvature of face that resembled Mashi Maro (Trust me, I am trying to find a better resemblance). Soon, he grew up like the other babies. He liked egg very much, and he ate raw beef lard when he was able to crawl. He was so precious to his parents, but the children were six to feed, and he had to share affections with his siblings pro bono mondo. He was always dying for attention. (In writing the last sentence, I feel nausea.)
Well, that was the abominable pre-school years. I went to school at a tender age of 5. Didn't exactly go to kindergarten. They sent me straight ahead to an elementary school nearby. I was a foolish, spoiled, whining member of personae miserabiles who found difficulties in dealing with the peer, the siblings, even with himself. My mother had to sometimes bring me to school which, in fact, only 100 meters away (in a safe and friendly neighborhood, indeed). I was really an ill-bred fool. I pissed in the classroom. I slapped my she-friend. Yet, still, I cried when a robust, rascal he-friend abused me. I was also stupid, ranked 23 out of 30. I once was so fond of a she-friend, named E (oops! censored! ^-^), I thought I was in puppy-love with her. Soon as I finished the school, the fondness perished as well.
In the ensuing three years of junior high school, I started joining the band of buddies. I made attempts to reconcile the folks and made friends. I made friends! For the first time in my wrecked boyhood, I had a human friend. I can remember his name: Ipung. I was immaculate back then and he was a precocious, obscene, indecent, spoiled, typical an-only-child-of-Mommy. We were so much un-alike, yet suprisingly, we got along.
I think I was annually a cursed victim of superiors. I really was. In my second year, I again became a tango mango pudding of a jerk. Allow me to shout out his name: RIO! So, the damned Rio found that taking advantage of my weakness was so much fun. Great Balls of Fire! I wish I could go back to the locus delicti and punch him hard on his jaws... which I'm not sure it really does him any harm anyway, hehehehe. But that was a part of dealing-with stuffs in early adolescence. And for you, Rio, asshole Rio, why don't you just stay home and play with your own toy? Or even better: go (home) to hell!
The Respectables I respect them:
1. My Mother; because of her unfailing words of grace, her lovely gaze that melts my obstinacy, her unearthly force to wake the giant within my elf-sized body, her faith in me. 2. My Father; because of his courage to struggle, to survive amongst ruins of yesteryears, to stand up after every stumble, to keep holding on to piety, and modesty. 3. My Beloved Siz #3; because of her visible support, and the way she reminds me of my origin. 4. My Professor; because of his both personal and professional care, when dealing with this happened-to-be deadlocked student; because he somehow lifted me up from my fall.
Genesis of this Humanoid Would you be a saint and give me a birthday gift? Please... [eyes silvery with fake tears.... hehehe]
