I’ve never attended a Polish Mass, but the local Catholic radio station does broadcast the Polish Mass which starts about the same time that my own parish’s Mass ends. I frequently listen to it on the drive home, and I don’t understand a word of Polish!
I wouldn’t describe the music as what I would associate with “polka,” but it is 3/4 time. And since the congregation is singing, I wouldn’t expect the level of “performance” to be at that of a trained schola at the Extraordinary Form. I’m sure my parish doesn’t sound all that great when we sing en masse “Hail Holy Queen!” And I know for a fact that we don’t sound all that great if the great Odile adds her buzz-saw drone to the corporate effort!
The Polish songs sung at the Mass I listen to on the way home from Mass sound very heartfelt. I now live near Buffalo, NY, which has a large Polish American population, most of whom are Catholic. The Polish American Catholics I know are very reverent. I had an aunt by marriage to an uncle who was very devout, God rest her sweet and kind soul. To see Aunt Clara receive the Lord in Holy Communion was a spiritual communion of sorts in itself! They are some of the warmest, hardest working, and kindest people I have ever had the good fortune to know, and I’ve promised myself that I am going to put going to that Polish Mass on my list of local ecclesiastic tourism this summer (even though, as I said, I don’t understand a word of Polish!)
I am of Iroquois descent, and my people have been Catholic since the time of Blessed Kateri. Among my more recent ancestors are a Jesuit priest (great uncle,) a Carmelite nun (great aunt) and a Sister of Charity (aunt.) All of them were in alignment with the magisterium, and all of them were proud American Indians. I have been to the Mass in Mohawk (which I do speak,) in Auriesville, replete with traditional Mohawk songs praising God. I do not see where this would, for those for whom it has meaning, separate them from the Catholic faith.
There are too many wonderful ways that people continue to celebrate their own cultures at Mass to want to poke holes in it. We can be more generous than that, we can honor our own traditions or not, as we choose, but why not respect the freedom of people of any cultural background to recall their roots? After all, our respective heritages are one of the things that make each of us unique, and are gifts from God Himself. I believe that He looks on the rich tapestry of worship in all its forms, and smiles.
The Body of Christ has many, many parts and all of them function together for His greater honor and glory.
AMDG.