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A theorist, organist, and conductor, Jeff Ostrowski holds his B.M. in Music Theory from the University of Kansas (2004), and did graduate work in Musicology. He serves as choirmaster for the new FSSP parish in Los Angeles, where he resides with his wife and children.
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“Sacred music, being a complementary part of the solemn liturgy, participates in the general scope of the liturgy, which is the glory of God and the sanctification and edification of the faithful. It contributes to the decorum and the splendor of the ecclesiastical ceremonies, and since its principal office is to clothe with suitable melody the liturgical text proposed for the understanding of the faithful, its proper aim is to add greater efficacy to the text, in order that through it the faithful may be the more easily moved to devotion and better disposed for the reception of the fruits of grace belonging to the celebration of the most holy mysteries.”
— Pope Saint Pius X

He's At It Again . . . And Again.
published 6 December 2012 by Jeff Ostrowski

N THE PAST, I have written four or five articles about the following phenomenon: “When one’s brain notices an unfamiliar word, you will see it again within 24 hours.” If I feel super ambitious, I will go and get all the links to my past articles. Here [url] is one such article.

A few days ago, a priest wrote me an E-mail that included the words “mutatis mutandis,” which is a phrase I don’t see all that often. I looked at them, made a strong mental note, and moved on. Later that same day I was reading an article in Sacred Music by Dr. Kurt Poterack with the following title: “Mutatis Mutandis.”

A few minutes ago, I was reading to my little daughter to put her to sleep. In the “Bunny Story,” the word “crocus” was mentioned. I am not very familiar with the word “crocus.” I thought to myself, “I remember about a year ago when I read this part, and soon after I saw 'crocus’ in a completely different context.” Less than twenty minutes later I read the following in a Sherlock Holmes adventure:

“Which of you is Holmes?” asked this apparition.

“My name, sir; but you have the advantage of me,” said my companion quietly.

“I am Dr. Grimesby Roylott, of Stoke Moran.”

“Indeed, Doctor,” said Holmes blandly. “Pray take a seat.”

“I will do nothing of the kind. My stepdaughter has been here. I have traced her. What has she been saying to you?”

“It is a little cold for the time of the year,” said Holmes.

“What has she been saying to you?” screamed the old man furiously.

“But I have heard that the crocuses promise well,” continued my companion imperturbably.

“Ha! You put me off, do you?” said our new visitor, taking a step forward and shaking his hunting-crop. “I know you, you scoundrel! I have heard of you before. You are Holmes, the meddler.”

Am I the only one who thinks this phenomenon is amazing? It happens so often . . .

Just the other day I named four (4) hard drives “Saffron 01,” “Saffron 02,” “Saffron 03,” and “Saffron 04.” A few hours later, I am researching a tune name and it turns out to be . . . “Saffron Walden” !


The picture you see is our daughter, Carmen. She taught herself to “smile for the camera” to the utter amazement of her parents.