HEN I WAS A BOY, I saw the Olympics on television and started dancing around, telling my mother I was a world-class athlete. But I wasn’t—I was just pretending. I’ve noticed something similar with modern composers who compose “canons” but ignore all the rules. They’re free to say they’re composing canons (just as I pretended I was an Olympic athlete) but it’s nonsense.
William Croft’s canon, however, is something else entirely!
He somehow manages to weave this melody into a 4-part canon:
You’ll want to download the COMPLETE SCORE.
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About ten years ago, my wife and I visited Cardinal Burke in his private office. At that time, he was Cardinal Prefect of the Supreme Tribunal of the Apostolic Signatura. Several members of our group started singing Croft’s canon:
The young lady conducting was a friend of my brother—who seems to know every student who ever attended Benedictine college—and she kindly provided the score.
