Posted on 07/20/2006 6:54:08 PM PDT by sionnsar
LONDON, July 19, 2006 (LifeSiteNews.com) The latest blasphemous antics of Welsh pop-star Charlotte Church have convinced a Catholic publishing company to drop all the products of the girl with the voice of a angel.
In a notice to all the customers of Ignatius Press, the company informed its customers that Charlotte Churchs recent statement and antics in the pilot for a new Channel 4 Television entertainment show, have forced Ignatius Press to discontinue carrying her products.
The pilot for The Charlotte Church Show was recorded before a live audience on July 12 in London. During the show, the hostess Charlotte Church, dressed as drug-using nun, smashed open a statue of the Blessed Virgin Mary revealing a hidden can of cider, and spoke about worshipping St. Fortified Wine. Along the same vein of comic blasphemy, the pop diva pretended to hallucinate while consuming communion wafers branded with Ecstasy smiley faces, and denigrated Pope Benedict XVI as a Nazi, even though she had performed for the late Holy Father, John Paul II, when she was a 12 year-old girl.
In an official statement, Ignatius Press stated, It is with regret that we do this; Miss Church possesses a great gift from God, and in the past she has used her talent often to offer praise and glory to our Lord. While Ignatius Press praised the sacred music Charlotte had done in the past, they said, We cannot stand by a young woman who uses her stature in the media to mock the Eucharist, slander the Holy Father, and denigrate the vows of religious women. Therefore, our catalogs and website will immediately withdraw all compact discs, cassette tapes, DVDs and VHS tapes that feature Miss Church. Please join us in praying for this troubled young woman.
It is a sad thing to see how many child prodigies wind up as adult brats. Im not sure what happens to them, but it must have something to do with their fame and privileged status coupled with their disrupted childhood. God knows how many hangers on must have made a few shekels off her as a child, and God knows what events in her life drove her to where she is now. I just remember how she sang when she was little, how good she was, and how I wondered what would happen to her when she grew up. Then, several years ago, I saw a more mature Charlotte Church on a PBS special. She was made up way too much and she just looked hard - eyes like a runaway on the street that's seen way too much way too young.
Ignatius Press has handled it quite correctly, I think. They cant in good conscience peddle her merchandise anymore, but the young lady herself needs as many prayers as she can get. Who knows perhaps the results of her current over-the-edge behavior will eventually provide an opportunity for God to get her attention. As a recovering jackass myself, I know that no one living is beyond redemption.
None of this should have surprised anyone.
(btw, a splendid book and well worth hunting up to read. Donn Byrne is the author.)
Off the main topic, but still rather on subject, I wonder who decided that angels have the uninteresting voices of preadolescent girls. That's not my concept of angels at all.
Just for the record, contrary to the inferences one might draw from the reference to pictures of her "nekkid" on the internet:
Apparently that refers to this: "nekkid" means wearing a bikini. Some paparazzi got some pics of her privately sunbathing.
...and by the way, Kudos to Ignatius Press.
Who is she, again? I don't know her....
Laz, you're always a hoot. As a purveyor of hyperbolic rodomontade, you have no equal.
He was once dozing at some sort of meeting, then snapped awake and thundered, "I disagree completely! . . . what was it you said?"
(btw, a splendid book and well worth hunting up to read. Donn Byrne is the author.)
You're so cruel... recommending a new book, saying it's good, providing a cool quote from it... all when I have about a dozen books on my 'To Read' list. (cries)
;) - I'll put it on my Half.com watch-list or something.
Maybe they're more like Tyrial the Archangel (from Diablo 2)... that would explain why they're always saying "do not be afraid" when they come with a message from God.
Destiny Bay (1928) is set in rural Northern Ireland, and concerns the fortunes of the local landed family. Narrated by the nephew and heir of the house, Kerry MacFarland. Lots of local color, some great horse racing adventures, gypsies, bare-knuckle boxing, a larger-than-life uncle Valentine, the gentle Aunt Jenepher, and a touch of the supernatural.
Opening:
My aunt Jenepher, who is so beautiful, and is blind, was sitting on a marble bench in the herb garden, whistling, and I was standing by her. I would have you know that my aunt Jenepher is the best whistler in the world; it is one of the many gifts vouchsafed her for the loss of her eyes. She was imitating the clear liquid trill of a blackbird,and the blackbird himself, a fat rascal who had been gorging on the cherry trees, was hopping about in front of her on his inadequate yellow feet, his glossy head nearly as glossy as my aunt Jenepher's , now cocked on one side now on the other, puzzled and a little angry that a mortal lady had stolen his dance music, while in the hawthorn bushes his consort gave loud squawks of dismay."Now who the devil - " said I, for I had been looking down the drive, and had seen my uncle Valentine - "now who the devil has he with him now?"
My aunt Jenepher turned around and faced the drive. Her beautiful pale hands lay quietly in her lap and she was as though dreaming. "I think I can tell you, Kerry," she said. My aunt Jenepher had the faculty of seeing people without her eyes. I always felt that she left her body,she stood outside it, and in some mystical way saw people soul to soul. An expensive Dublin physician, with side whiskers, once told me that this was rot, that the human organism has eyes everywhere, in the back of the head, as the saying is, and in the finger tips. They only need developing, and in my aunt Jenepher's case they are developed. I have given a lot of thought to this, and I have decided that the expensive Dublin physician, and his side wiskers, can go to - but need I be explicit? My aunt Jenepher saw people soul to soul.
"It is a very old man," said my aunt Jenepher,"and a very feeble one. A very great nobleman, Kerry, and a very poor one. And - "
"And the boy, Aunt Jenepher?"
"The what, Kerry?"
"The boy in the clothes that are much too big for him."
"Is very noble," said my aunt Jenepher, "and good and very poor."
The idea of angelic voices as prepubescent boys (NOT girls - different voice quality entirely) comes from all those English choirboys singing the Psalms after the first lesson. Lewis had something to say about that too -- the incredible contrast of the pure disembodied clarity of the boys' voices singing psalms of vengeance and power . . .
The "English sound" is a clear, straight tone, devoid of the vibrato that we associate with a mature voice. Part of that of course is that we're exposed to pop music all the day long. I was taught to sing with zero vibrato, and in my upper register I sound as much like a choirboy as you could expect of a 51 year old contralto . . . < g >
Sounds cool. I'll have to check my library catalog.
Please do not use potty language or references to potty language on the Religion Forum.
Precisely. The Bible doesn't lead one to expect the insipid from angels.
True, but the current fashion in recordings is for young girls, such as the Charlotte Church of ten years ago, all singing the same repertoire with much the same sound.
Just a matter of taste, of course, but I'd rather get my sacred music from Johnny Cash :-).
I will gladly comply with your wishes. I mean no offense.
Laz is pretty unique, but not sure if Laz would win the award if we had pissant in the mix.
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