The only good composer is one who has been dead for at least 100 years.
LOL. Well, that leaves out the chanting cavemen. hehe
Does 600 years sound about right? Ping to post 116.
Cantus firmus: Rest eternal grant to him Lord, and let light perpetual shine upon him.
Nymphs of the wood, goddesses of the fountains,
Skilled singers of all nations,
Change your strong voices, clear and noble
To sharp cries and lamentations,
For Atropos, most terrible satrap
Has caught your Ockeghem in her trap,
True treasurer of music and great masterworks,
Learned, elegant of body and not stout,
A great pity it is that the earth should cover him.
Put on your mourning garments,
Josquin Piersson Brumel Comper [all composers of note],
And weep great tears from your eyes,
For you have lost your good father.
[May the soul of the faithful departed] rest in peace.
Amen.
Cantus firmus: Requiem aeternam dona eis Domine
et lux perpetua luceat eis.
Nymphes des bois, deesses des fontaines,
Chantres expres de toutes nations,
Changes vos voix fors claires et haultaines
En cris trenchans et lamentations,
Car Atropos tres terrible satrappe
Votre Ockeghem atrappe en sa trappe,
Vray tresorier de musiqe et chef doeuvre,
Doct elegant de corps et non point trappe,
Grant domaige est que la terre le couvre.
Acoultres vous dhabis de doeul,
Josquin Piersson Brumel Comper,
Et ploures grosses larmes doeul,
Perdu aves votre bon pere.
Requiescant in pace.
Amen.