On Saturday I played for a wedding at Claridge's Ballroom in London. The ceremony was held in the Ballroom itself and the reception was held in the Reception room (as pictured above). I say "I", but realy it was "we" - I payed this wedding as a duo with my new duo partner (see my previous blog post). We played some traditional Jewish songs such as Mah Tovu, Dodi Lee and Evening of Roses. There was also a traditional breaking of a glass, which I had never seen before. The couple asked for more upbeat songs for the reception so we played some Gipsy Kings' songs such as Djobi Djoba and Bailame as well as some flamenco and rumba classics such as Entre Dos Aguas, Tico Tico and Moorea.
A particularly nice poem was read during the ceremony which I hadn't heard before by WB Yeats called The White Birds. Here it is:
I would that we were, my beloved, white birds on the foam of the sea!
We tire of the flame of the meteor, before it can fade and flee;
And the flame of the blue star of twilight, hung low on the rim of the sky,
Has awakened in our hearts, my beloved, a sadness that may not die.
A weariness comes from those dreamers, dew-dabbled, the lily and rose;
Ah, dream not of them, my beloved, the flame of the meteor that goes,
Or the flame of the blue star that lingers hung low in the fall of the dew:
For I would we were changed to white birds on the wandering foam: I and you!
I am haunted by numberless islands, and many a Danaan shore,
Where Time would surely forget us, and Sorrow come near us no more;
Soon far from the rose and the lily, and fret of the flames would we be,
Were we only white birds, my beloved, buoyed out on the foam of the sea!