Collection of 50 Christmas Carols for solo Violin, comfortable range and key, easy for beginner/intermediate.
Contents: A la nanita nana - Adeste Fideles - Angels from the Realms of Glory - As Lately We Watched, As with Gladness Men of Old - Auld Lang Syne - Away in a Manger - Bring a Torch, Jeanette, Isabelle - Carol of the bells - Children, Go Where I Send Thee - O Christmas Tree - Coventry Carol - The Deck the Halls - Ding Dong Merrily on High - First Noel - The Friendly Beasts - The Gloucestershire Wassail - Go Tell it on the Mountain - God Rest Ye Merry,Gentlemen - Good King Wenceslas - Hark! The Herald Angels Sing - Holly and the Ivy - The Huron Carol - I saw three ships - In dulci Jubilo - In Notte Placida - In the Bleak Midwinter - It Came Upon the Midnight Clear - Jingle Bells - Joy to The World - Lullaby - O Holy Night - O Little Town of Bethlehem - O Sanctissima - Oh, come, little children - Once in Royal David's City - Over the river and through the woods - Patapan - Quanno Nascette Ninno - Ring Out, Wild Bells - Rise Up Shepherd And Follow - Sans Day Carol - Silent Night - Toyland - The Twelve Days of Christmas - Up on the Housetop - We Three Kings of Orient Are - We Wish you a Merry Christmas - What Child Is This? - Winter's Snow.

Poem For Carlita (for unaccompanied violin) MO149

Violin Solo

Music by Mark O?Connor

5 pages - 7:30 minutes in length



Poem For Carlita In contemporary vocal music, there is a form called a story song. It is an odd form in that it does not contain any departure from the central idea; therefore there is no ?return.? The story has a beginning and ending but uses subtle variation to push the idea along its way. .. much the way loving relationships evolve. The equivalent of the story song in classical music is a Poem, and this is what I have called this piece. An inspiration I used for my musical poem was the ocean and it?s repetition of waves as they fall in to the shoreline. I grew up near the ocean and remember how the sounds of the relentless waves used to calm me. While it was the repetitive sound of the sea that moved me as a child, today, I observed that each wave was not the same but in fact slightly different. I was amazed that it seemed that no two waves looked or sounded the same to me. This natural occurrence seemed to mirror my love for wife Carla. Each day was just something a tiny bit different. It was very natural to make these kinds of life experience connections. Bridges that joined nature, love and art. The poem begins slowly and inquisitively and builds through in intensity with loud and mightily passionate moments of emotion before the music comes down peacefully and reflectively, until the last statement played by the violin signifies that the sea is calm once again.