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twosweetgirls
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That is, regarding contemporary praise choruses in the Mass.
To put it as succinctly as I can: NO NO NO NO NO NO!!!
Tonight was the first night that a praise chorus team was leading the music at Mass, and the only reasons I didn’t walk out were (1) I really wanted to receive Jesus in the Eucharist really badly, and (2) I have a personal policy of not “receiving and running”, so I stayed put.
OMGosh, the “Glory to God” was in this hippie/folk style, no one knew how to sing it; the Psalm and responsorial was this minor-keyed, over-staccatoed mess of a modern musical attempt, and I literally about yelled “STOP!” when the Amen was sung (yes, the old time melody):
Aaaaay-MEN,
Aaaaay-MEN,
AaaaaaAY-MEN, AY-MEN, AY-MEN!
(Sing it on down now). . .

Yes, they actually did the "Sing it on down now. . . " in between. NO NO NO NO NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
The only thing I could do was sit there and offer up my fumings. OMGosh, it was so bad–complete with electric guitar and speakers.
And they were even practicing right before the Rosary started, so bye-bye contemplative sweet silence.
So I fully understand now why there are so many here who hate praise choruses in the Mass. Count me among you.
To put it as succinctly as I can: NO NO NO NO NO NO!!!
Tonight was the first night that a praise chorus team was leading the music at Mass, and the only reasons I didn’t walk out were (1) I really wanted to receive Jesus in the Eucharist really badly, and (2) I have a personal policy of not “receiving and running”, so I stayed put.
OMGosh, the “Glory to God” was in this hippie/folk style, no one knew how to sing it; the Psalm and responsorial was this minor-keyed, over-staccatoed mess of a modern musical attempt, and I literally about yelled “STOP!” when the Amen was sung (yes, the old time melody):
Aaaaay-MEN,
Aaaaay-MEN,
AaaaaaAY-MEN, AY-MEN, AY-MEN!
(Sing it on down now). . .
Yes, they actually did the "Sing it on down now. . . " in between. NO NO NO NO NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
The only thing I could do was sit there and offer up my fumings. OMGosh, it was so bad–complete with electric guitar and speakers.
So I fully understand now why there are so many here who hate praise choruses in the Mass. Count me among you.