The Christian Science Monitor discusses the real news of the day, which of course is about chant (at least that's how I set my Google News reader to frame up the world for me).
In the spring of 1974, I was making plans for a backpacking tour of France – my head filled with names such as Icelandic Airlines, Eurail pass, and Kelty outfitters. A few days before departure, an acquaintance suggested that I ought to try to hear some Gregorian chant while I was there. A strange suggestion, I thought.
At the time, I didn't know the first thing about Gregorian chant – nor, at the blithely self-assured age of 23, did I have any interest in Christian liturgy, Catholicism, or any other religious goings-on. CONTINUED
