These days of modernity and medicines we protected from so
much, but Easter remains a brutal story from ancient/mediaeval history. I felt this with a jazz gig on Good Friday
evening but primarily with a concert for Holy Week at Wesley in the afternoon. The music was Buxtehude Membra Jesu Nostri, a
great powerful work of early baroque (I guess) with five voices and
accompaniment with
Contemplating the body
