<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10261086</id><updated>2010-02-01T14:36:19.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jane's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>Jane Marsh, opera singer, is one of the most versatile and eloquent of singers, possessing a naturally beautiful vocal timbre, she is also, much like Beverly Sills, a general communicator, with charismatic leadership ability, and would do well on television as the Oprah Winfrey of the cultural world.</subtitle><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10261086/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.janemarsh.com/blog.html'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10261086/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.janemarsh.com/atom.xml'/><author><name>Jane Marsh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11450785960404434103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>244</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10261086.post-2285727626599335531</id><published>2010-02-01T14:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T14:36:19.759-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shadow Boxing - Practice Without Pressure</title><content type='html'>Shadowing boxing or imagination in pictures, used as a practice technique, is another form of practice, instead of, or in addition to, really singing scales or playing them. It's amazing how profitable this is and it requires relaxation, which is, of course, part of the desired 'practiced' end-result.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10261086-2285727626599335531?l=www.janemarsh.com%2Fblog.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10261086/posts/default/2285727626599335531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10261086/posts/default/2285727626599335531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.janemarsh.com/2010/02/shadow-boxing-practice-without-pressure.html' title='Shadow Boxing - Practice Without Pressure'/><author><name>Jane Marsh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11450785960404434103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03941791380124819820'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10261086.post-5404870753045614820</id><published>2010-01-31T13:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T13:44:02.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Modest Mussorgsky's Artistic Profundity</title><content type='html'>Proceeding from the conviction that human speech is strictly controlled by musical laws, Russian composer Modest Mussorgsky considered the function of art to be the reproduction of musical sounds not merely of feelings, and this applied, first and foremost, to his feeling about human speech in relation to music-his music in particular: &lt;em&gt;"Art is a means of communicating with people, and not an aim in itself. This guiding principle has defined the whole of my creative activity." &lt;/em&gt; Modest Mussorgsky&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10261086-5404870753045614820?l=www.janemarsh.com%2Fblog.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10261086/posts/default/5404870753045614820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10261086/posts/default/5404870753045614820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.janemarsh.com/2010/01/modest-mussorgsky-artistic-profundity.html' title='Modest Mussorgsky&apos;s Artistic Profundity'/><author><name>Jane Marsh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11450785960404434103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03941791380124819820'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10261086.post-7581113771592425231</id><published>2010-01-14T09:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T09:43:48.363-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Love &amp; Approval - Difference?</title><content type='html'>The beautiful essence of an act is lost to the wind, if all that would be important is the kill, the win, the high number...However the worst symptom of perfectionism is the perfectionist's lack in seeing the difference between "love" and "approval." &lt;br /&gt;Seems like this could be the "heart" of the matter!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10261086-7581113771592425231?l=www.janemarsh.com%2Fblog.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10261086/posts/default/7581113771592425231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10261086/posts/default/7581113771592425231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.janemarsh.com/2010/01/love-approval-difference.html' title='Love &amp; Approval - Difference?'/><author><name>Jane Marsh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11450785960404434103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03941791380124819820'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10261086.post-679908058894821122</id><published>2010-01-06T16:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T16:45:04.333-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Advent Weeks to Epiphany</title><content type='html'>As we know, the meaning of Advent is 'in preparation' and Epiphany is the day Jesus was 'revealed' and 'manifested' to the Three Wise Men and to the world. I have preoccupied myself with the theme of Advent and Epiphany for some time, and, in my adoration of Christmas, I have sought out delicious, often lesser known, song repertoire, which, during my world travels, I have included into some of my themed recitals. I find the international public response, whether in Vienna, Brescia, Nice, Como, or Düsseldorf..., to be enthusiastic interest in hearing wonderful works from various composers and poets, often having won fame for other creations of theirs. Some countries of our Western World observe the journey from the Advent Weeks to Epiphany on different dates, but the love and spiritual devotion is none-the-less similar and a wonderful basis for lifting barriers to universal and communal celebration.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10261086-679908058894821122?l=www.janemarsh.com%2Fblog.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10261086/posts/default/679908058894821122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10261086/posts/default/679908058894821122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.janemarsh.com/2010/01/advent-weeks-to-epiphany.html' title='Advent Weeks to Epiphany'/><author><name>Jane Marsh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11450785960404434103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03941791380124819820'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10261086.post-354544290991577950</id><published>2010-01-05T10:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T10:19:00.622-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Epiphany</title><content type='html'>"Oh child of man! Hold your step so true.&lt;br /&gt;The kings did wander, so wander you too!&lt;br /&gt;The star of mercy, the star of love,&lt;br /&gt;Is bright’ning your goal, while you seek your Lord,&lt;br /&gt;And failing Frankincense, Gold and Myrrh,&lt;br /&gt;Offer your heart to your Savior so dear." JM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10261086-354544290991577950?l=www.janemarsh.com%2Fblog.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10261086/posts/default/354544290991577950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10261086/posts/default/354544290991577950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.janemarsh.com/2010/01/ephiphany.html' title='Epiphany'/><author><name>Jane Marsh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11450785960404434103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03941791380124819820'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10261086.post-510614391070966485</id><published>2009-12-30T15:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T15:25:34.380-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year Zest for Best</title><content type='html'>“The entrance of a NEW YEAR&lt;br /&gt;Chimes and echoes of Holiday cheer, &lt;br /&gt;It’s all about that, which conquers,&lt;br /&gt;And quite less of that, which falters…&lt;br /&gt;There’s encouragement of unfilled dreams&lt;br /&gt;And visions of that esteemed. &lt;br /&gt;Nothing wants to be easy peasy,&lt;br /&gt;Tho' looks toward vast and quantum leapings.&lt;br /&gt;There’s an ending to the old,&lt;br /&gt;with a hint of things untold,&lt;br /&gt;A slate of resolutions,&lt;br /&gt;And devoutly new solutions,&lt;br /&gt;A diet here, a promise there,&lt;br /&gt;And a time for passions found with new sought flare.&lt;br /&gt;Not a moment to settle for less,&lt;br /&gt;So look to the NEW with ZEST for BEST!" JM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10261086-510614391070966485?l=www.janemarsh.com%2Fblog.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10261086/posts/default/510614391070966485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10261086/posts/default/510614391070966485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.janemarsh.com/2009/12/new-year-zest-for-best.html' title='New Year Zest for Best'/><author><name>Jane Marsh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11450785960404434103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03941791380124819820'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10261086.post-2245170547376960245</id><published>2009-12-29T11:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T11:49:45.439-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Grog</title><content type='html'>“With blankets of snow,&lt;br /&gt;The world takes on a glow&lt;br /&gt;Of a time of the season&lt;br /&gt;With ev’ry good reason&lt;br /&gt;To take out your skis&lt;br /&gt;Swoop down mountains with ease,&lt;br /&gt;Or find a froz’ lake&lt;br /&gt;And skate ‘til you break,&lt;br /&gt;From exhaustion, or freeze,&lt;br /&gt;Or, gee, start to sneeze.&lt;br /&gt;But, after your play,&lt;br /&gt;There is more to the day,&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause everyone gathers&lt;br /&gt;For a little thereof after.&lt;br /&gt;So you take off your boots,&lt;br /&gt;Settle down with the group,&lt;br /&gt;Build a fire with some logs,&lt;br /&gt;And drink &lt;em&gt;Holiday Grog&lt;/em&gt;.” JM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10261086-2245170547376960245?l=www.janemarsh.com%2Fblog.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10261086/posts/default/2245170547376960245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10261086/posts/default/2245170547376960245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.janemarsh.com/2009/12/holiday-grog.html' title='Holiday Grog'/><author><name>Jane Marsh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11450785960404434103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03941791380124819820'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10261086.post-9004123475392694279</id><published>2009-12-27T09:54:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T09:59:04.657-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Advent Season Ending</title><content type='html'>"The Advent season is now ending. A season filled with the anticipation of Christmas blessings. The songs of Maria experience added rhapsody, like intricate bridges joining spiritual bodies" JM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10261086-9004123475392694279?l=www.janemarsh.com%2Fblog.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10261086/posts/default/9004123475392694279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10261086/posts/default/9004123475392694279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.janemarsh.com/2009/12/advent-season-ending.html' title='Advent Season Ending'/><author><name>Jane Marsh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11450785960404434103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03941791380124819820'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10261086.post-2219167354776768006</id><published>2009-12-26T17:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T17:55:26.141-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Gratitude</title><content type='html'>Christmas gratitude is a faithful heart's way of saying,&lt;br /&gt;"thank you", for all joy and blessed togetherness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10261086-2219167354776768006?l=www.janemarsh.com%2Fblog.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10261086/posts/default/2219167354776768006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10261086/posts/default/2219167354776768006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.janemarsh.com/2009/12/christmas-gratitude.html' title='Christmas Gratitude'/><author><name>Jane Marsh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11450785960404434103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03941791380124819820'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10261086.post-5821043027308922572</id><published>2009-12-23T10:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T17:52:09.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Russia's White Tiger's Holiday Roar!</title><content type='html'>"White Tigers have a mouth like a grin&lt;br /&gt;And a throat like a bin,&lt;br /&gt;And they let out such noise, &lt;br /&gt;That you really take poise,&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause at first you just think, &lt;br /&gt;That the world’s ‘bout to sink,&lt;br /&gt;But then you think, WOW, &lt;br /&gt;What a grown up MEOW.&lt;br /&gt;Then you simply realize &lt;br /&gt;That all Tigers take pride,&lt;br /&gt;And it’s their funny way&lt;br /&gt;Of putting on display,&lt;br /&gt;But, aside from all that, &lt;br /&gt;Tigers are merely just cats,&lt;br /&gt;Just standing around,&lt;br /&gt;Making overgrown sounds,&lt;br /&gt;Which if thought of just right,&lt;br /&gt;Could be their coy delight,&lt;br /&gt;And their extroverted display &lt;br /&gt;At wishing EVERYBODY, HAPPY HOLIDAYS!" JM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10261086-5821043027308922572?l=www.janemarsh.com%2Fblog.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10261086/posts/default/5821043027308922572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10261086/posts/default/5821043027308922572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.janemarsh.com/2009/12/lions-hoilday-roar-to-all.html' title='Russia&apos;s White Tiger&apos;s Holiday Roar!'/><author><name>Jane Marsh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11450785960404434103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03941791380124819820'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10261086.post-6687059265564409270</id><published>2009-12-14T15:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T15:10:53.987-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Advent Season</title><content type='html'>"The season of Advent is now beginning. A season filled with anticipation of Christmas blessings. The songs of Maria experience new singing, like blankets spread throughout Lands in treasured bonding." JM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10261086-6687059265564409270?l=www.janemarsh.com%2Fblog.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10261086/posts/default/6687059265564409270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10261086/posts/default/6687059265564409270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.janemarsh.com/2009/12/advent-season.html' title='Advent Season'/><author><name>Jane Marsh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11450785960404434103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03941791380124819820'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10261086.post-6707150441083505934</id><published>2009-11-29T09:57:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T13:03:47.055-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spinning Strauss &amp; Panel Discussion – Met Opera Guild</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;December 6, 4:00 – 6:00 PM &lt;/strong&gt;– "Spinning Strauss", showcasing Strauss opera voices and Strauss women-character polarities from &lt;em&gt;Ariadne auf Naxos&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;December 10, 7:00 – 9:00 PM &lt;/strong&gt;- Mock Audition and Panel Discussion, "Nice work if You Can Get it" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Panelists:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;William (Bill) J. Powers (Director of Administration and Artistic Operations, Pittsburgh Opera),&lt;br /&gt;Jane Marsh (Soprano, lecturer, coach and international vocal competition judge),&lt;br /&gt;John Miller (President, Pinnacle Arts Management)&lt;br /&gt;Eve Shapiro (director, acting coach/teacher). &lt;br /&gt;Mark Trawka, chorus master and director of music studies for Pittsburgh Opera resident artist program. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Location:&lt;/strong&gt; Met Opera Guild, Sixth Floor, Rose Building, Lincoln Center&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tickets ordered:&lt;/strong&gt; 212-769-7028 www.operaed.org/lectures&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10261086-6707150441083505934?l=www.janemarsh.com%2Fblog.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10261086/posts/default/6707150441083505934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10261086/posts/default/6707150441083505934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.janemarsh.com/2009/11/spinning-strauss-metropolitan-opera.html' title='Spinning Strauss &amp; Panel Discussion – Met Opera Guild'/><author><name>Jane Marsh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11450785960404434103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03941791380124819820'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10261086.post-7040570702137401621</id><published>2009-11-26T18:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T18:34:30.737-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>“Thanksgiving is not about giving,&lt;br /&gt;It’s about giving and rec’iving;&lt;br /&gt;A day of great thanks,&lt;br /&gt;For long held tradition,&lt;br /&gt;No Indian pranks,&lt;br /&gt;Just harvested submissions,&lt;br /&gt;And food from so many,&lt;br /&gt;There is plenty of plenty,&lt;br /&gt;No lacking in any,&lt;br /&gt;For so, so, so, many,&lt;br /&gt;So when there’s good chance,&lt;br /&gt;And in the right stance,&lt;br /&gt;One quietly stays&lt;br /&gt;And under breath prays,&lt;br /&gt;For all being together,&lt;br /&gt;And staying in tether,&lt;br /&gt;For singing glory songs&lt;br /&gt;Prideful harvested throngs.” JM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10261086-7040570702137401621?l=www.janemarsh.com%2Fblog.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10261086/posts/default/7040570702137401621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10261086/posts/default/7040570702137401621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.janemarsh.com/2009/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Jane Marsh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11450785960404434103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03941791380124819820'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10261086.post-2018466132252103862</id><published>2009-09-16T10:34:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T15:26:39.075-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Puccini Lectures &amp; Strauss Master Class</title><content type='html'>Jane Marsh Lectures on Puccini's &lt;em&gt;Il Trittico &lt;/em&gt;for the Metropolitan Opera Guild, &lt;em&gt;Puccini the Popular&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;November 21, 11:00 AM&lt;br /&gt;November 24, 6:00 PM&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Marsh will conduct a Strauss Master Class, as well:&lt;br /&gt;December 6, 4:00 PM - &lt;em&gt;Strauss Master Class, "Spinning Strauss"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Location: Metropolitan Opera Guild, Sixth Floor, Rose Building, Lincoln Center&lt;br /&gt;Tickets Purchased: 212 - 769-7028 - www.operaed.org/lectures&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10261086-2018466132252103862?l=www.janemarsh.com%2Fblog.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10261086/posts/default/2018466132252103862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10261086/posts/default/2018466132252103862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.janemarsh.com/2009/09/mozart-strauss-lectures-sept-22-29-met.html' title='Puccini Lectures &amp; Strauss Master Class'/><author><name>Jane Marsh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11450785960404434103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03941791380124819820'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10261086.post-8025674820242765660</id><published>2009-06-25T14:00:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T14:10:07.885-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflexions on June 25</title><content type='html'>Talent is a gift &lt;strong&gt;from &lt;/strong&gt; an Almighty power and the circumstance and ability to express that talent is a gift &lt;strong&gt;to&lt;/strong&gt; an Almighty power!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10261086-8025674820242765660?l=www.janemarsh.com%2Fblog.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10261086/posts/default/8025674820242765660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10261086/posts/default/8025674820242765660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.janemarsh.com/2009/06/reflexions-on-june-25.html' title='Reflexions on June 25'/><author><name>Jane Marsh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11450785960404434103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03941791380124819820'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10261086.post-5991393428489822860</id><published>2009-06-05T14:14:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T14:42:55.352-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Verdi in Verdi's Own Country - Spiritual Identity</title><content type='html'>Verdi sung in Italy, and Verdi's own native earth, ignites in the Italian audiences an uncanny identification with their own communal spirit. No holds barred! Absolutely none! And Verdi's uncanny technical understanding of the human voice and ingenuity and canny understanding of the expression of human emotion, to say nothing of his radar for sending a message, are greatest exemplified in Verdi's operas. Just pick one! And, what greater opera than Verdi's Requiem? What greater libretto than a mass? I savor Verdi's delicious serving of vocal challenge amidst the healthiest of artistic and musical palates. To again be singing Verdi, this time in northern Italy, is a natural and high wire experience. Really icing on the veritable cake, and I do love that stunning cake!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10261086-5991393428489822860?l=www.janemarsh.com%2Fblog.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10261086/posts/default/5991393428489822860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10261086/posts/default/5991393428489822860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.janemarsh.com/2009/06/verdii-in-verdis-own-country-spiritual.html' title='Verdi in Verdi&apos;s Own Country - Spiritual Identity'/><author><name>Jane Marsh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11450785960404434103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03941791380124819820'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10261086.post-8775697745922302650</id><published>2009-05-04T08:59:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T10:06:44.524-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spirit be joyful</title><content type='html'>Compiled, edited, translated, and transliterated by Jane Marsh, &lt;em&gt;Spirit be joyful &lt;/em&gt;is an anthology of 14 songs on the theme of Advent and Christmas for high voice and piano with accompanying CD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Covering the Baroque to the contemporary, this anthology features 14 lesser-known gems in English, German, Italian, Latin, and Russian by major composers. Marsh provides faithful English singing translations. A CD with piano accompaniments is included. Perfect for solo recitals or church services.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To order, please contact your local music store or customer service at 1-800-292-0639 or order online at Oxford University Press and Amazon.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gifts &amp; Treasures&lt;br /&gt;Jane Marsh (Soprano), Gerd Ohlssen (Pianist) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Available soon on Amazon.com.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10261086-8775697745922302650?l=www.janemarsh.com%2Fblog.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10261086/posts/default/8775697745922302650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10261086/posts/default/8775697745922302650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.janemarsh.com/2009/05/spirit-be-joyful.html' title='Spirit be joyful'/><author><name>Jane Marsh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11450785960404434103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03941791380124819820'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10261086.post-5611872843070135417</id><published>2009-04-30T10:09:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T13:20:15.208-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith is Believing</title><content type='html'>“Faith is believing &lt;br /&gt;And knack of perceiving &lt;br /&gt;That trust is serenity&lt;br /&gt;In promised divinity." JM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10261086-5611872843070135417?l=www.janemarsh.com%2Fblog.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10261086/posts/default/5611872843070135417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10261086/posts/default/5611872843070135417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.janemarsh.com/2009/04/faith-is-believing.html' title='Faith is Believing'/><author><name>Jane Marsh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11450785960404434103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03941791380124819820'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10261086.post-2281521530108535408</id><published>2009-04-23T13:23:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T13:25:04.343-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Artistic Greatness</title><content type='html'>Artistic greatness, in any field, has a rare and uncanny quality of sensing life and the world head on and anew, without filtering it through warped beliefs, expectations or preconceptions. This 'divine essence' encompasses a field of wonder, and experiences a creative route filled with uncensored riches.&lt;br /&gt;Putting this 'artistic dawning,' if you will, into words-written or spoken, or sung-allows all of us to see, read and hear with newborn vision, and experience with truly open heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10261086-2281521530108535408?l=www.janemarsh.com%2Fblog.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10261086/posts/default/2281521530108535408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10261086/posts/default/2281521530108535408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.janemarsh.com/2009/04/artistic-greatness.html' title='Artistic Greatness'/><author><name>Jane Marsh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11450785960404434103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03941791380124819820'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10261086.post-1541139146350939777</id><published>2009-04-22T08:07:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T08:24:48.410-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Judgment</title><content type='html'>More frequently, life in us is more strongly diminished by judgment than it is by illness. The spontaneity of the natural life force becomes stifled with over scrutiny. Judgment, and or approval, is sought or practiced to please others and ourselves. It is seldom to find someone who loves us as we are, just as it is seldom to love ourselves whole.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10261086-1541139146350939777?l=www.janemarsh.com%2Fblog.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10261086/posts/default/1541139146350939777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10261086/posts/default/1541139146350939777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.janemarsh.com/2009/04/judgement.html' title='Judgment'/><author><name>Jane Marsh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11450785960404434103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03941791380124819820'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10261086.post-8106937427710198048</id><published>2009-04-21T16:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T16:23:27.775-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Human Quality Substance</title><content type='html'>Aside from understanding the use of time and the ability to create and follow a vision, a true leader wields power, not via manipulation of others for personal gain out of a 'control or competition fanaticism,' rather through a true intention to see success in others, always looking at the 'big picture.' This is human-quality-substance of the highest integrity!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10261086-8106937427710198048?l=www.janemarsh.com%2Fblog.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10261086/posts/default/8106937427710198048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10261086/posts/default/8106937427710198048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.janemarsh.com/2009/04/human-quality-substance.html' title='Human Quality Substance'/><author><name>Jane Marsh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11450785960404434103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03941791380124819820'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10261086.post-3982423862770428950</id><published>2009-04-20T15:39:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T15:42:53.511-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Worry Before Placing Bets</title><content type='html'>A good rule of thumb would be, to do your worrying before you place your bets, not after the wheel starts turning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10261086-3982423862770428950?l=www.janemarsh.com%2Fblog.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10261086/posts/default/3982423862770428950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10261086/posts/default/3982423862770428950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.janemarsh.com/2009/04/worry-before-placing-bets.html' title='Worry Before Placing Bets'/><author><name>Jane Marsh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11450785960404434103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03941791380124819820'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10261086.post-2254295710473150417</id><published>2009-04-13T13:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T13:22:03.861-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wagner Master Class – April 14, Met Opera Guild</title><content type='html'>Jane Marsh Wagner Master Class - Metropolitan Opera Guild, April 14 &lt;br /&gt;“Wagner 'Lieds' the Way,” with reference to the Metropolitan Opera's production of Wagner’s RING CYCLE, and Wagner’s Songs&lt;br /&gt;Date of Master Class: April 14&lt;br /&gt;Time: 6:00 PM&lt;br /&gt;Location: Metropolitan Opera Guild, Rose Building, Sixth Floor, Lincoln Center, NYC&lt;br /&gt;Tickets Reserved at, 212-769-7028&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10261086-2254295710473150417?l=www.janemarsh.com%2Fblog.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10261086/posts/default/2254295710473150417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10261086/posts/default/2254295710473150417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.janemarsh.com/2009/04/wagner-master-class-april-14-met-opera_13.html' title='Wagner Master Class – April 14, Met Opera Guild'/><author><name>Jane Marsh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11450785960404434103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03941791380124819820'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10261086.post-9166735441957330476</id><published>2009-04-09T13:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T13:53:55.829-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Passion Week &amp; Good Friday</title><content type='html'>"Oh week that witnessed holy suffering!&lt;br /&gt;You sound such a serious note in this blissful spring season.&lt;br /&gt;In the rejuvenated rays of the sun,&lt;br /&gt;You spread the shadow of the cross over the bright earth,&lt;br /&gt;And silently lower your mourning crape.&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, the spring is allowed to continue germinating.&lt;br /&gt;The violet is fragrant beneath blossoming trees.&lt;br /&gt;And all the birds sing songs of joy.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, be silent, you birds in the green meadows!&lt;br /&gt;All around, hollow-toned bells are resounding.&lt;br /&gt;The angels are softly singing dirges.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, quiet, you birds high up in the blue sky!&lt;br /&gt;You violets, do not crown any maiden’s tresses today!&lt;br /&gt;My pious girl is picking you to make a dark bouquet.&lt;br /&gt;You will accompany her to the Virgin Mary’s house,&lt;br /&gt;And there you will wither on the altar of the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, there, intoxicated by mournful melodies,&lt;br /&gt;And sweetly dazed by heavy fumes of incense,&lt;br /&gt;She seeks her bridegroom in the vaults of death,&lt;br /&gt;And love and springtime – everything is lost!" JM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10261086-9166735441957330476?l=www.janemarsh.com%2Fblog.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10261086/posts/default/9166735441957330476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10261086/posts/default/9166735441957330476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.janemarsh.com/2009/04/passion-week-good-friday.html' title='Passion Week &amp; Good Friday'/><author><name>Jane Marsh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11450785960404434103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03941791380124819820'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10261086.post-8777501388154276236</id><published>2009-03-18T09:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T09:52:07.693-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Has Come Again</title><content type='html'>“When the Sun’s face shows,&lt;br /&gt;And there are no snows,&lt;br /&gt;And the atmosphere’s clean,&lt;br /&gt;And very serene,&lt;br /&gt;With temperatures warmed,&lt;br /&gt;To an occasional storm,&lt;br /&gt;And a great transformation,&lt;br /&gt;Is again in preparation,&lt;br /&gt;Then Nature’s happy ring,&lt;br /&gt;Welcomes in the noble spring,&lt;br /&gt;And within her glory throngs,&lt;br /&gt;Birds are singing budding songs.” JM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10261086-8777501388154276236?l=www.janemarsh.com%2Fblog.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10261086/posts/default/8777501388154276236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10261086/posts/default/8777501388154276236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.janemarsh.com/2009/03/spring-has-come-again.html' title='Spring Has Come Again'/><author><name>Jane Marsh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11450785960404434103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03941791380124819820'/></author></entry></feed>