Amidst the raucous "Little 500" celebrations in Bloomington, Indiana, students in the University's School of Music are mourning the loss of five graduate students.
In this city, the mourning of musicians seems unheard.
As musicians, sometimes it's discouraging to think that our music doesn't affect the world. It too can seem uheard. And what of these five students? Surely they were preparing for long careers in music. Careers that will never be heard.
The music of these five young people was already heard by many, and I for one will continue to cherish their memory through the act of music-making.
Even at the grave, we make our song:
Hallelujah, hallelujah,
hallelujah from the heart of God,
and from the hand
of the artist inimitable,
and from the echo
of the heavenly harp
in sweetness magnifical
and mighty.
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah.-Christopher Smart
Gentle Jesus, grant them eternal rest.
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