Skip to comments.The powerful ghost in the death choir story (deathbed choirs) [Ecumenical]
Posted on 05/04/2013 2:28:49 PM PDT by NYer
While I have listened to choirs that have bored me nearly to death with their singing, I never knew there were choirs that would sing to you when you are near to death.
Turns out, there are, and there’s a story there.
Jaweed Kaleem, the national religion reporter for The Huffington Post, highlights the small but growing trend of deathbed singers in his recent article on Threshold Choirs.
Death used to happen solely at home or in a hospital, with company limited to family, close friends and clergy. Solemn music would be reserved, perhaps, for the funeral. But as the options for the end of life have grown to include hospice, palliative care and other avenues that recognize not only physical but also emotional and spiritual well-being, Synakowski and like-minded volunteers are offering another service to the dying: soothing through a cappella song.
Each week, Synakowski and between five and 10 people gather around an imaginary bed to practice original songs written for the dying. The D.C. circle formed in January, and is one of the newest in a little-known, mainly U.S.-based network that began in Northern California 13 years ago and now includes dozens of groups across the country.
The full potential of web journalism is on display in Kaleem’s superb article. Just when you start to wonder what a deathbed song might sound like, the article drops in a sound clip of the choir performing two original songs. He even includes a slideshow of various choir groups and the people they sing for. From start to finish, it’s well-done, a solid piece of reporting.
But an article on death choirs shouldn’t be haunted by a holy ghost.
The choir members are recruited from churches, sing in churches and their practice session opens “as if it were a worship service.” So why don’t we hear more about the religious angle? The closest we come to finding out what sort of relationship the groups have toward religion is a line buried in a description of the singing events:
The lyrics aren’t religious, and are meant for those who may be spiritual but don’t follow a strict dogma.
On behalf of readers everywhere, I want to plead with journalists to never use a variation of “spiritual, but not religious” (SPNR) without explaining exactly what is meant (is it the opposite of “spiritual but religious?”). The SPNR crowd is already getting short shrift nowadays as they are lumped in with the “Nones.” We need to hear more about what they believe. In an article about crossing over from life to death, it would have been fascinating to know what both the dying and the singers believe lies on the other side of the “threshold.”
This might have something to do with the heart of the story. It’s a journalism thing, you know?
Also, if the singers are recruited in churches and the deathbed singing has occurred in churches, why not explain what type of churches. Is it just the Unitarian Universalist congregation or do the singers also hail from the local First Baptist? This is a tradition among the Amish. Any connections there?
Kaleem does deserve credit, though, for put the singing in a broader historical context:
While bedside singers may be unique in American culture, it’s not unprecedented. In some Hindu and Buddhist practices, hymns are sung near those who are dying, while mantras are chanted into the ear at the moment of death. In the Middle Ages, French Benedictine monks became famous for establishing infirmaries across Europe for the terminally ill, where they used Gregorian chants to soothe the dying.
This is good stuff, but it raises another question that goes unaswered: Is this deathbed singing a new type of liturgical ritual for the “spiritual but not religious?” Are there other rituals like this that are growing in popularity for SPNRs?
Kaleem’s article is a wonderful introduction to the topic. But even at 3,000+ words, he still leaves plenty more to be said about the religious perspective. Enterprising religion reporters looking for something new to write about should track down the ghosts in the death choir story.
(Note: I know there is some debate about whether the Huffington Post is a news site or one dedicated merely to opinion, analysis, and entertainment. Whatever else the rest of the site may be, this article is a quality piece of reporting by a serious journalist. That is why I think it is worthy of critique as a news story.)
I’m a tenor in a local interfaith choir here in Southern NH. (I know what you’re thinking. It’s not interfaith in that sense, we’re all Christian, some of us are more orthodox than others.) A couple of years ago one of our members had a relapse of cancer and had to drop out.
Before the spring concert that year she went into hospice and wasn’t able to come hear us.
So we went to her. We did a good chunk of the concert or her right there in her room.
By the time we left several of the other patients who could came out of their rooms to hear us as well. Initially we were concerned about the volume, but they wanted us to us to be heard.
Not long after that she went home to be with the Lord.
The funeral was too soon for us to sing at, but the hospice holds a memorial service for all those who died the previous year, where we were able to sing the same songs we did that night.
Sounds like Logan’s run.. bring on the death panel!
Don-o, When it’s Sharon K’s time to go, I bet she’d appreciate this. I know I would.
My father died the monday before an Easter. I turned the radio on in his room and the most wonderful chant music and choir music was availabe. I put it on softly by his bed. I wonder if he thought he was hearing angels?
I will make it my most serious intention to see that this happens for Sharon.
Our little bitty start-out Schola Cantorum is just figuring out how to sing the Easter-to-Pentecost music. The Regina Caeli and Vidi Aquam are challenging to us, but entirely worth the effort: the music is so uplifting to hearts. I hope the Angels welcomed your father with a good Vidi Aquam, and Our Lord said: "Here comes My dear pilgrim. Let him be refreshed!"
As part of my civil war reenacting I collected music of the 19th Century, and have accumulated a good bit of it.
In the course of my research I discovered that an old New England tradition was to have the family and close friends of one who was preparing to cross over gather around the death bed in a circle, holding hands, and “Sing them home”.
As my Mother lay dying, I knew it was time, and since I couldn’t interest other family members at the time or they weren’t available, I sat by her bed and sang one of the old (published 1860) traditional Homesinging hymns.
My old 1860 score calls it “Beulah Land” but it’s more commonly known nowadays as “Angel Band”.
I’m blessed to see this old tradition still being honored on occasion.