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The Kirbys are retired

No, the Kirbys at my church are not being used any longer, and in fact probably have not been used for many years. They're just stuck in a storage closet. As I said, there is no carpeting in the sanctuary any more. The custodian just uses one of those huge industrial rag mops on the floor. There's another Kirby there, a G3 that was given by the pastor when he got a new machine (don't know what he got) and I think that's what is used in the carpeted classrooms.

btw I made a new thread about a really cool photo I found on the Internet but it seems to have evaporated into Cyberspace somehow. Wonder what happened to it.............
 
Charles:thats too bad the older Kirbys are no longer used-what will be their fate-will they be sold at a "Church yard sale"?The G3 would do a great job on the churches remaining carpets.The dry mops do a good job on smooth bare floors-the cleaners use them here at work-just wished they would get in the back areas of the building more-they just do the floors out front.Leave us with the "dust bunnies"the floors here are vinyl tile.New tile laid a few years ago.Its getting worn already.Many of the cleaners are afraid of the transmitters.
 
Actually, the two Kirbys are already gone. The church has had several "clutter clean-outs" and the Kirbys went during one of them. The pastor was kind enough to ask me if I wanted them but they were in such negligible condition that I didn't see any point it taking them. I don't know what became of them but they most likely went into the dumpster.

Maybe one of these days I'll see a homeless person trundling down Manchester Boulevard with their cart-o-treasures with the Kirbys sticking out from the top.

One day I did see an old lady pushing a teetering, wobbling cart full of priceless booty along Venice Boulevard (a major 6-lane boulevard in Los Angeles). Perched atop the fruits of her dumster-diving: A rusting, withered Electrolux XXX!

-ooOoo-

So, I guess you're wondering, why is Maggie Hamilton still up at 1:37 (on the nose, as I write this!) on a Sunday morning, when she has to get up at 7:00 to get ready to go play for church.

Why? Because she can't sleep.

One of the "pillars" in my former church has just died. He was a very sweet and kind elderly man, very dear to me, and always very supportive of my musical efforts. I am torn because I really should attend his funeral; however, it would be extremely awkward for me to show up there, after the way the Church Council and Pastor handled my resignation. (*) Especially so close to that having occurred.

Plus, emotional dynamics notwithstandng, if I go to the funeral, there will be a lot of people clamoring for me to get up there and play the organ, and it will just be a difficult and uncomfortable thing to put myself through.

So, even though it would be meaningful for both the family and myself if I was there, I have decided in the interest of keeping the peace, in terms of the bigger picture for all concerned - including myself, not to go.

I am very sad about this.

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(*) For those who have not heard the soap opera, I have recently left a church where I had been the Music Director for more than 16 years, due in major part to "irreconcilable differences" between me and a newly hired Sound Engineer with major control issues and very little understanding [e.g., NONE] for the way musical instruments function.

When it became clear that I could not accept the things he was doing and the changes he was making in the sanctuary sound system, some of which amounted to vandalism against the instruments, I decided I had to resign. I met with the Church Council and tendered my resignation, intending it to be with a month's notice so I could announce my resignation myself in church.

I knew this news was going to be very difficult for some people in the congregation to hear [hard though it may be to believe, there are some people there who love me very dearly], and I really wanted to make the bad news as personal as I could to help deflect the sorrow that I knew many of them would feel over this.

However, the Council elected to tell me, in so many words, "Don't let the door hit you in the ass on the way out" -- stating my resignation was "accepted immediately -- your services are no longer required." They would not even allow me to return to announce my resignation to the congregation.

Instead, the pastor got up in church and made the announcement, stating something along the line of, "Mr. Lester has decided to devote himself more fully to his duties at Faith Lutheran. He will be missed." (I have also been playing in another church for about 4 years.)

This was a cop-out "B.S." explanation ---- and rather than smoothing things over as they expected it would, it just made things worse. I am still, a month later, getting emotional, tearful phone calls and letters from members expressing their shock over my "sudden" departure, some of them hurt and angry at me -- not knowing what happened, asking me how I could "just abandon your church after 16 years."

I even got a call from a dear sweet lady who is in the hospital undergoing chemotherapy and radiation (and probably herself not long for this world --- yet another memorial service I will probably have to miss).

She was so weak and beat-up that she could barely talk, but she said she just had to call to let me know how very sorry she was to hear that I had left the church. She was one of those sweet ladies who would always, without fail, come up to the organ after church to give me a big bear hug and tell me how much she loved the music and how much she loved me.

And, so, the hurt and sadness continue.

Just like the pain over the death of my dear doggie Oz (it will be one year on August 21) that has not diminished but is still a dull, aching throb deep in my heart, I know that the pain over leaving my church home of so many years will also be in my heart for a very long time.

It's very hard.

Sorry, folks, to lay such a heavy on y'all ... but ya DID ask why I am still up.......!
 
Sorry Charlie!

No pun intended! Insecure pastors can be the worst jerks to have running a church. And mostly they are protected by committees that they themselves have appointed. I have been there and feel for you. I too have a Casavant in my new church, (starting Sept. 1st) but it is from 1993, and the console is not the beautiful 50's thing that you know, but a sort of cheap Rogers/Allen looking thing with a ss combination action with a mind of it's own. It sure has guts, though. A little too overvoiced for the room, IMOH. Good luck in your new church. A word of advice: cut all ties with your old church.. it's the best way. Onward and upward!
Bobby in Boston
 
The little devil on my left shoulder says you should go to your dear friend's funeral. What's more, he thinks you should go as DOROTHY!

When I hear stories like yours, it makes my blood boil. SOME PEOPLE think musicians of quality and character are easily replaced---like we're all just interchangable parts. F**K THEM!! Weasels like your former pastor need to have their tires slashed. Regularly.
 
Pipe Organ Restaurant

My dad told me he used to take customers to a restaurant in Denver in the 60s. It contained a huge pipe organ, and additional instruments in glass cases around the restaurant that were wired into the controller. The whole place was essentially a pipe organ.

I will try to find out from him what the name was. I never got the opportunity to go there.
 
Name of Restaurant in Denver

Hi, Kevin--I vividly remember going to that restaurant in Denver, in the mid to late 1970's, and was fascinated by the pipe organ, it was neat to see all the pipes, and how the organ worked, etc. If I recall correctly, the name of the restaurant was called "The Organ Grinder", and as for what they served, I think it might have been like a spaghetti type restaurant. Anyway, I lived near Denver in the mid to late 1970's, and I vividly recall my uncle taking a bunch of us to the restaurant. It was really fascinating!
 
The Organ Grinder also had a restaurant in Vancouver BC back in the mid 70's. Was mostly pizza/spaghetti but it was a fun setup and I went there a few times usually if people were visiting from out of town. I can't remember how long it lasted sine we left in 86.
 
There used to be a large roller skating rink in Alexandria Va, that had a theater organ and organist-My folks used to take me there just to listen to the music-was very neat-the place got torn down in the mid 70's-it had been closed for several years-and fortunately someone removed the organ and its equipment before the place was demolished.Don't know the final fate of the organ-just hope its installed somewhere elese and still being played.
 
Speaking of organs. I made a heavy hearted decision yesterday to give my aged Electrohome spinet to a thrift shop rather than move it back east with us. I bought it "used" back in 1975 from a local department store because at that time I couldn't afford a new one but it still cost me quite a sum of money. I hope someone buys it who will appreciate it.
 
Stan Kann

Here's a photo of STAN KANN at the Mighty Wurlitzer, taken at his organ concert at Plummer Auditorium in Fullerton, California, in 2004. I performed with Stan at this concert, playing the theremin for four selections. I have video footage of this and am trying to figure out how to make it small enough to broadcast on YouTube. No luck so far. Meanwhile, this is a nice photo of him!

The organ has four manuals and 37 ranks of pipes, making it a rather formidible instrument by theatre organ standards. It makes quite a mighty toot even in the 1300-seat auditorium!

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the bride from HELL

I have a wedding to play for today at 4. All the bride wants is just the two usual wedding marches, no other music on the organ! She is going to use canned music and piano. The organ is a 1982 Wicks and really does sound good. I think it is appropriate to "open this baby up" for the marches though. Have fun playing. Gary
 
Casavant made the most comfortable, handsome consoles ever. And you can't beat those industrial swell shoes. I wish mine was half the quality. New ones don't quite cut the mustard.
Bobby in Boston
 
Charlie,
what year is that Casavant from? I have never seen a glass music desk on any "classic" console, only the predictable cross shaped open ones, and the solid wood ones from the teens and twenties. By the way, your wind indicator was blank. Oops! :-)
Bobby in Boston
 
It looks like the Casavant is from the 50's or early 60's? I took lessons on this type of console with the glass music desk. It was installed new in '58 I think and is at First Methodist in Normal, Il. The blower swtich was just underneath of the great stops, if you weren't careful, you could reach over and turn the blower off instead of pulling stops. Opps! I sure do like those swell pedals too. Have fun. Gary
 
My Miss Cassie ...

... is a 1957 instrument, tonal design and finishing by Stephen Stoot and one of his very last instruments before he was replaced by newcomer and Baroque "nut" Lawrence Phelps. And Thank God for that. Even when the Baroque "revival" was in its heyday I did not like those squeaky, clattery, pooting, shivering instruments! I must say, Bach would be hard pressed to find any stops he was familiar with on most "period authentic" German Baroque organs!

This discussion is probably borrrrrring to everyone but organists, but if I may explain in a nutshell:

Organs of Bach's time were characterized by clarity of sound, with the pipework contained in visible wooden casework that focused and directed the sound. The keys and stop controls were directly connected to the wind chests that contained the pipes - when you pressed a key you were physically moving a valve that would let air into a hole under the corresponding pipe(s). This type of action is called "mechanical" or "tracker" action.

There was obviously a practical limit to the size that a pipe organ could be due to the sheer physics involved -- the more stops that are engaged, the more valves you are moving with your fingers until it becomes a physical impossibility.

Enter the discovery of electricity and then the Industrial Revolution. At the end of the 19th century and into the early 20th century, it was discovered that the valves under the pipes could be controlled electrically with magnetic switching devices similar to the old phone company switching systems (and in fact the two greatly resembled one another).

Now, with the engaging of pipes requiring no more pressure to play one pipe than to play a thousand, and with the keyboards no longer having to be connected directly to the windchests, organs could have more and more ranks of pipes, and the pipes could be placed further and further away from the console! This type of action is called, depending on the specific type, "electro-pneumatic," "electro-magnetic," or "direct-electric" action.

This license was of course carried to extremes and abused in many situations, to the extent that there were so many pipes, and were so far way, and often buried in deep concrete chambers instead of within focusing-casework, the sound became more and more distant and muddy.

Thus, beginning in the early 1930s, there was a reaction against the "muddy" and buried organ sound and the issue of "disappearing pipes." Organ builders, led primarily by Englishman G. Donald Harrison and German musicologist Albert Schweitzer began a renaissance into the pipe organs of the mid-18th century. They began studying the Baroque organs built by the great masters of Bach's time, and began to emulate them. Back came mechanical action, pipes within focusing casework and so on.

The problem was that the pendulum swung too far in the other extreme and new organs being built in the late 1950s until the early 1980s were often ridiculously exaggerated and deliberately had built into them the flaws and defects of earlier instruments -- in the name of "historically informed" aesthetics.

Well, it just got more and more ridiculous and more and more extreme to the extent that many "Baroque" organs were horribly shrieky and quacky sounding, and with uneven and unsteady wind that made the tones shimmer and wobble instead of sounding noble, full and steady.

Larry Phelps was one of the leaders of this Baroque aesthetic and many of the instruments he designed and tonally finished -were- screechy, hooty, trembly and quacky! THAT is why I say "Thank God" our Casavant is a Stoot and not a Phelps! Had the contract been signed three months later it would have been a different matter.

Beginning in the mid 1980s, a return to more "romantic" voicing and building ideals began. At this writing, we are generally at a very good and balanced point in history: Most new organs, at least those from major builders, contain the best of both worlds -- and I'd say that particularly in the U.S., some of the finest instruments ever to be built, all things considered, have come to us in this latest "Golden Era" of the organ.

Some new instruments have mechanical action and some have electro-pneumatic, electro-magnetic, or direct-electric action, depending on the situation and the wishes (or whims) or the organists in charge. But overall, we have seen a return to more solid-sounding, noble, sturdy, even-winded organs that contain more foundation and bass tone, giving them the regal and noble sound that makes them worthy of the title of "The King Of Instruments."

More than anyone probably wanted to know, but ... I did want to explain briefly (and believe me this is a very brief summation --- I did not go into any real depth at all!) why I am happy to have a Stoot Casavant and not a Phelps Casavant!

 
Speaking of Theremin

Dr. Lester, you know when someone in a group is acting, or describing something, strange, and someone else makes a "ooooo wooooo oooooo" sound in a lilting, increasing and decreasing pitch -- and maybe, at the same time, circles their ear with their dominate index figure -- well, don't you suppose they are unwittingly attempting to mimic the sound of a theremin?
 
great information, very fascinating! We had a local church install an organ about 10 years ago that was just like you described...very screechy and hooty...sounded like a child's toy. The organ has direct mechanical action and a non-unified keyboard. It was installed at a very a church were some of the wealthiest people of the area go, and they were all giddy over how wonderful the new organ sounded, and how theirs had the ultimate, best sound of any church organ because they had spent so much money on it.
 
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