I often wonder how the great composers were able to stand horrible music. Not just mediocre, but horrible. It must have brought them nearly to the point of insanity.
As I sat in church this morning this thought came to mind. The music was missing something...no, everything. Mostly it was missing its sacredness. There is a large difference between, say, "Ave Verum Corpus" and "Lord I Lift Your Name on High" (Not one of the songs in church this morning, but close enough). One is completely sacred; focused on God and no one else. The Latin title translates to, "Hail, True Body". It is a hymn devoted to the Holy Eucharist, worshipping Christ with some of the most beautiful music ever written. The other is loud, upbeat, and devoted to "I". "Lord, I lift Your Name on high...Lord I love to sing Your praises..."
Oh, if Mozart heard the songs that have taken the place of his and the other great composers' music. I hate to think what he would say.