"On the third day there was a wedding . . ." - thus begins one of my favorite Mother Mary scenes in scripture. The wedding party runs out of wine and Mary asks Jesus (her son) to perform a miracle, "There is no wine," she said to him. He initially refuses to perform the miracle, "Woman, what does this have to do with me? My time has not yet come." Mary turns away from her son's refusal and says to the servants, "Do whatever He tells you." The rest is history, isn't it? Water was turned into wine.

This is the fourth in a choral set of five short pieces illuminating words spoken by Mary, the Mother of Jesus. Set for unaccompanied, SSAA choir. This performance features a wonderful SSAA ensemble, conducted by Emily Halbert.

Then Mary Said: IV. "There is no Wine."

Claudia Ramirez sings my setting of Isaiah 9:6-7

The Prince of Peace

My second Nocturne for piano, as recorded on my CD, 'An Echo from Willowwood."

An Echo from Willowwood

Nocturne No. 2

My first Nocturne for piano, as recorded on my CD, "An Echo from Willowwood."

Nocturne No. 1

SONG FOR HER

Take the good with the bad 
But if the damn thing don’t work, take it back 
Don’t be afraid to ask for a little help
There ain’t no one on this earth 
Who can do everything himself 
And I know you’ve gotta go 
But if you get sleepy on the road 
Don’t hesitate to call and we can talk

When all the leaves have fallen down 
And the bitter cold sets in 
On my darkest days when the sun wont show its face

Ill remember this, the time we’ve shared
The Christmas tree, oh what a laugh
When Id Come home late and you’d still be up 
Halfway through another Mary Higgins Clark

From the Old to the Young
This is what we become
So sing your song just as loud as you can, 
If no one understands
oh well
You got a whole lotta good going your way
What a shame it would be 
To see you throw it all away

When all the leaves have fallen down 
And the bitter cold sets in 
On my darkest days when the sun wont show its face

Ill remember this, your head hung low
So frustrated, you keep on going
Fast asleep, I could see you breathe 
By the rise and fall of the blankets and the sheets 

When all the leaves have fallen down 
And the bitter cold sets in 
On my darkest days when the sun wont show its face

Ill remember you as a smiling face, a calming hand, a warm embrace
Ill remember you just as you were the sweetest soul in the whole wide world

a song for her

My music setting of a lovely poem by Robert Burns.

Sarah Tullock, soprano
Philip Daurte, violinist
Shauna Chung, pianist

Ethan McGrath's Compositions

The gallant weaver

My musical setting of a poem by Percy Bysshe Shelley, performed here by tenor Mark Laster and me.

Music when soft voices die

"Honeysuckle Rose" live at the Golden Moon Speakeasy in Golden, CO

Cristin Colvin, vocals
Reggie Berg, keys

Honeysuckle Rose

New Music for Christmas, Thanksgiving, and general concert and worship use. To view/order print music, visit www.beckenhorstpress.com.

Then Mary Said: IV. "There is no Wine."

Sarah T. Tullock music

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