Cherubim Singers – Search me Oh God -April 2013 @ TELC ArulNathar Church, Kellys Chennai

Search me, O God, and know my heart today, Try me, O Savior, know my thoughts, I pray; See if there be some wicked way in me; Cleanse me from every sin, and …
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Emmylou Harris Steve Earle – Fort Worth Blues – live April 2011

Emmylou Harris and Steve Earle perform a live version of “Fort Worth Blues” from a show in 2011. I have remastered the audio from the original live take. Please click like and comment in the respond box, thanks Ally.

Sites and Photos – Turkey Expedition – April 2011

Sites & Photos was established in 2005 by Samuel Magal, a certified archaeologist and photographer, in order to fill the void in professional, high-quality documentation of archaeological sites and ancient art. Over the years the collection has been expanded to include architectural masterpieces and religious sites from all historical periods. The company is unique for conducting academic-level researches on each site in its collection, and for supplying reliable and up-to-date information about each monument or artwork. Today, with over 350000 images and more than 25000 full-HD video clips, it serves as a valuable resource for both the academic and the commercial sectors. Our collection of over 200000 high-resolution digital images and 15000 HD and Ful-HD videos is used by academic libraries, publishers, production companies, advertising agencies and others. http Photographer: Samuel Magal copyright © 2011 Sites and Photos
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The Holy Name Church, Oxford Road, Manchester, 23 April, 1973

The Holy Name Church, Oxford Road, Manchester, 23 April, 1973
Church names
Image by Dr John2005
Departure (2), 7 September, 2009

John phones me to discuss where to meet up. I have been musing about this during the last week but hadn’t reached a definitive decision. But I do know that it has to be Manchester. Why? In the past I had escaped to spend periods in France, and I had also lived in London over two years, but my ties with the city are too strong to suggest anywhere else. I narrow down my choice of location to two places.

First, I suggest Piccadilly train station, where we eventually make the opening image of our collaboration. I have regularly commuted into the city by train since childhood and Piccadilly has constantly been my point of arrival and departure. I’ve always been attracted to places of daily transit and as the city’s main train station it is one of the key arteries linking Manchester to the rest of the UK. Like many of the major English train stations, it has changed considerably over the last two decades. Gone are the days of old leaking roofs and flocks of pigeons nesting in dark and filthy upper recesses: now a parade of gleaming shops and bars fill two floors and light floods in through large glass windows and fine mesh roofing high above the platforms. This can present a challenge to memory: can your recollections of your past in a place remain the same when so much of its fabric has changed? The station’s transformation seems to have effaced many of my recollections from childhood and adolescence passing through here but it will always be more than a mere stop on my daily commute between home and work.

The second location I propose is the Holy Name Church on Oxford Road. This is where my parents married in 1973, and where my favourite photograph of them was taken, but also because it reminds me of my father’s migration to the city. When he first arrived here, he used to live on Dover Street behind the Church, and the Holy Name was where he attended Mass. Further down the same side of Oxford Road, I was born in St Mary’s Hospital in 1978, and now work opposite the Holy Name at the University. So when I am on campus I pass by it at least twice a day, yet seldom catch people climbing or descending its steps: how many students and staff have ever ventured inside? Every time I see it, it also reminds me of my own return back to my alma mater after living in London and working in Wales and thus to an area that has played a pivotal role in my parents’ lives. This unplanned and oddly circular journey never fails to surprise me and despite myself seems to root me irrevocably here.

© Joseph McGonagle, 2009