Upcoming Performances:

December 5, 2009 7:30 p.m.

Repertory Opera Theater of Washington

Harlie sings the role of Amelia, who remains true to her husband and child by resisting her strong and ultimately fatal attraction to Riccardo, her husband's best friend.

Immanuel Church-On-The-Hill

3606 Seminary Road

Alexandria, VA 22304

General Admission $20

Senior/Student Admission $15

Tickets available at the door or  

by calling (571) 403-0814

Or e-mail rotw@live.com

January 10, 2010 3:00 p.m.

with Rosanne Conway, piano

Featuring major works by Samuel Barber and Gian Carlo Menotti, two of America's greatest composers

Music on the Lake Concert Series

Information/Reservations: Ayako Doi
Telephone: 703-941-1595, email: ayakodoi@gmail.com

February 5, 2010 7:30 p.m.

Central United Methodist Church,

directly across the street from the Ballston Metro stop

4201 Fairfax Dr Arlington, VA 22203 

(703)527-8844/45

Recent Performances

October 28, 2009,12:00 noon.

June 14, 2009, 5:00 p.m.

May 15, 2009, 7:30 p.m.

Presented by the innovativi Riverbend Opera Company

McLean Community Center
1234 Ingleside Ave
McLean, VA 22102
http://www.connincorp.com/iROC/
Concert version, in Italian with projected English subtitles.

Admission is $20, students $10. Visit www.connincorp.com/iROC

Harlie Sponaugle, soprano, Rosanne Conway, piano.

Presented by the Lutheran Church of the Reformation

Cost: Donation -- Benefit for Stained Glass Window Restoration Fund

Location: 212 E. Capitol Street, NE, Washington, DC

Info: (202) 543-4200 

February 1, 2009, 3:00 p.m.

WindSong Ensemble -- Harlie Sponaugle, soprano, Nancy Genovese, clarinet, Michael Bowyer, flute

Presented by the Rock Creek Chamber Players

Location: Christ Lutheran Church, 8011 Old Georgetown Road, Bethesda, MD  20814

Admission Free

Featuring:

Lester Trimble's Four Fragments from the Canterbury Tales

December 17, 2008, 12:00 noon

Happenings at the Harman Center

Harlie Sponaugle, soprano, Warren Zwicky, piano.

featuring Maury Yeston's song cycle "December Songs"

Presented by the Harman Center for the Arts, Shakespeare Theatre

Cost: Free

Location: Sidney Harman Hall, 610 F Street NW, Washington, DC

September 14, 2008, 4:00 p.m.

Mozart's Le Nozze di Figaro

Role of La Contessa

Presented by the Barcroft Opera Company, Annandale, VA

Cost: $20

May 18, 2008, 6:00 p.m.

a recital by

Harlie Sponaugle, soprano

Michelle Lundy, harp

Lauren Panfili, flute

Charles Potter, organ

Featuring Louie White's This Son So Young, Ravel's Cinq Mélodies populaires Grecques, and songs by George and Ira Gershwin.

Presented by the United Baptist Church

7100 Columbia Pike, Annandale, VA

Cost: Free

Information: 703-256-5900

April 20, 2008, 3:00 p.m.

Harlie Sponaugle, soprano

Michael Bowyer, flute

and other artists

Featuring Catherine McMichaels 's Mariko Suite

Presented by the The Flute Society of Washington, DC

Location: Patricia M. Sitar Center, 1700 Kalorama Road, NW, Washington, DC

Cost: Free

Information: 703-256-5900

April 2, 2008, 12:00 noon

Happenings at the Harman Center

WindSong Ensemble -- Harlie Sponaugle, soprano, Nancy Genovese, clarinet, Michael Bowyer, flute, Amy Rothstein, piano.

Presented by the Harman Center for the Arts

Cost: Free

Location: Sidney Harman Hall, 610 F Street NW, Washington, DC

November 27, 2007, 6:00 p.m.

Presented by the Kennedy Center Millennium Stage
Cost: Free

Location: John F. Kennedy Center for the Performing Arts, 2700 F Street, NW, Washington, DC

July 13, 2007, 8:00 p.m.
WindSong Ensemble -- Harlie Sponaugle, soprano, Nancy Genovese, clarinet, Michael Bowyer, flute, Amy Rothstein, piano.

Contemporaries: Chamber Works for the 21st Century

Premiere of WindSong's latest commission from Catherine McMichael -- Dog Chronicles, for Soprano, Clarinet, Flute and Piano and a new work by local composer Scott Upright

Presented by the American Composers Forum
Cost: $10

Location: Patricia M. Sitar Center, 1700 Kalorama Road, NW, Washington, DC

May 11, 12, 16 - 19, 8:00 p.m.

May 6, 2007, 6:00 p.m.

 Does Love Conquer All?

 a recital by

Harlie Sponaugle, soprano

Russell Gross, clarinet

Scott Alexander, piano and flute

Featuring music by Louis Spohr, Paul Nasto,

and excerpts from Ricky Ian Gordon’s “Orpheus and Euridice,”

a modern re-telling of an ancient story

United Baptist Church

7100 Columbia Pike, Annandale, VA

703-256-5900

March 1, 2007, 12 noon

The Pleasures of Chamber Music: voice, instruments and piano

Presented by:  Smithsonian Resident Associates Program

Location:  The Smithsonian Institution

S. Dillon Ripley Center

Education Center

1100 Jefferson Drive, SW

See link above for admission details

Featuring:

The Shepherd on the Rock, by Franz Schubert

November 12, 2006, 3:00 p.m.

With Warren Zwicky, piano

Featuring:

Maury Yeston’s December Songs

Z. Randall Stroope’s Love’s Waning Seasons

A set of Richard Hundley songs

Presented by the Ovation Artists, LLC

Location: Berwyn Presbyterian Church, 6301 Greenbelt Road, Berwyn Heights, MD 20740

Admission: Free will offering

October 26, 2006, Noon.

WindSong Ensemble -- Harlie Sponaugle, soprano, Nancy Genovese, clarinet, Michael Bowyer, flute, Amy Rothstein, piano

Location: Ellipse Arts Center, 4350 N. Fairfax Drive, Arlington, VA  22203

Admission Free

December Songs, by Maury Yeston

December Snow

Snow is falling all around

Falling everywhere

I walk through it all alone

You're no longer there.

April, May, two years ago

Countless bitter tears ago

I thought your love was true

I couldn't tell it was not

I didn't know how ...

No one really knew me then

No one knows me now.

How it covers all the ground

Every step I take

Those I ventured long ago

Those I've yet to make

Things were so much different then

As they'll never be again

Spring in the park had begun

Each tree reached out to the sun

Each leaf so green ...

Under this December snow

That's no longer seen.

How we'd laugh when we would meet

You were my best friend

How you made my life complete

I thought that could not end

I had to believe it so

Love, I thought, could never go

Your hand in mine for a lifetime

We would live as a million people do ...

Oh, don’t think I’ve forgotten yet,

I remember you.

No you are not forgotten yet,

I remember you.

Where Are You Now?

On a subway platform

A homeless person stops and asks me for twenty cents

I hardly see him at all

I stare in space

I'm adrift

I lose my place

There is just one thought my mind will allow:

Where are you now!

In every window I pass

Reflected in the glass is a vacant pair of eyes that sit

In a head that nods and talks

As the body dumbly walks

And the question creases deep in the brow:

Where are you now!

Now it's eight A.M.,

Are you getting out of bed?

It's eight-fifteen.

Are you standing by the stove?

It's nine-o-five.

Are you putting on your tie?

Are your curtains still blowing

In your bedroom window?

Our bedroom window ...

In every tick of the clock

On every city block

In the roar of trains that pass me by

On the platform here designed

For the loveless and their kind·

I'd forget you if I only knew how ...

Where are you now? Where are you now!

Please Let's Not Even Say Hello

We meet by purest chance

Accident, unintended;

No time to let our feelings show ...

Two people once attached

Still not matched

Still not mended

Please let's not even say hello.

Please let's not stop and talk awhile

You never know, we might continue talking ...

But surely you're still you I'm still me

That's for certain

I'm still no good at letting go, so ...

Please let's not even say hello.

Please let's not even say hello.

When Your Love is New

How I remember the moment we me

When our love was new.

Simple affection is all that you need

When your love is new.

He brings you flowers and mystery starts.

Life is a potpourri basket of hearts

On the day your love comes alive.

Light every candle and bask in the glow

When your love is new.

Go on a walk when there’s nowhere to go every day.

Fountains of music will run through your head

As you lie daydreaming warm in your bed with your love.

Trust in your feelings that well in your soul.

Trust that you’re each of you half of when whole

On the day your love comes alive.

Believe in your senses, discount all your fears,

Believe when it seems you’ve been lovers for years

All along, all along,

And you’ll believe you’re not going to die.

And you’ll believe there is never goodbye.

And in your happiness both of you cry,

    how you cry.

Oh, how I wish I could relive the days

When our love was new.

Thinking, believing and feeling that way

When our love was new.

Bookseller in the Rain

See the bookseller in the rain

And the books on the table opened up to the sky

In the first light drizzle of a grey afternoon

In the city ...

See the bookseller in the rain

And the stall that he keeps in the street

Looking something like a trailer in a trailer park.

In the morning when he opens up the doors

And out floods a world on the tables

As the books open up with their promise of adventure.

And their stories

And their people

And the places you could travel through their pictures

And they're opening like flowers ...

And I tell myself I'm a part of them

As the printed pages fly by

And the people all come alive again

In a simple blink of an eye

Here a tale of woe, there a comedy

And a Dickens novel or two

And a story told by O'Henry

I have barely time to review

Till the first drop of rain ...

See the bookseller in the rain

Quickly run to the tables and collect all the books

Bring them in from the spatter of the thunderstorm

Placing cover onto cover onto cover onto cover

And the doors of the stall swinging shut.

Mister bookseller in the rain

Let me in?

I'm a closed book, too.

My Grandmother's Love Letters

I went up to my attic

To put away your letters

In a grey metal box, with two broken locks

Next to an old bird cage.

When I went to put your letters inside

I found another packet

Covered with dust

And smelling of must

That came from another age ...

My grandmother's love letters

Held in her trembling hand

When she was seventeen

They were a world to her

They were her youth

They made her whisper low

Seventy-seven years ago

My grandmother's love letters

So firmly in her grasp

She'd read one line and gasp

That means she breathed the air of long ago

I loved her so ...

Some things you never know -

What makes the tide come in and the little flower grow.

How Father Time decides when he'll come for one of us

Some things you never know -

What makes the eagle fly and the southern wind blow

These things they come, they go

Like portents

Omens

Dreams ...

You never know.

My grandmother's love letters

When she was seventeen

Think what they had to mean

They were a world to her

They were her youth

She tied them with a bow

Seventy-seven years ago

My grandmother's love letters

So firmly in her grasp

She'd read one line and gasp

And I'm the air she breathed so long ago

I miss her so ...

I Am Longing

I am longing to be loved

Who will have this willing heart?

I'll return love for my part

I'm longing to be loved.

Oh tell me who in the world

Will have all my care?

Who will receive all that I have to share?

I am longing to be loved

Who will have this willing heart?

I'll return love for my part

I'm longing to be loved.

Who will have this heart of mine

Bursting wide with joy to give?

None so loyal, true or fine

Who wants this heart of mine?

I Had a Dream about You

I had a dream about you

We were together again

As we had always been.

It was the happiest dream

I think I ever have had

That you and I've been in.

It was a dream I don't need to explain

We're in the car and we're driving in Maine

It's so incredibly beautiful

I don't know where to begin ...

We're driving into the night

And from a magical height

We see two orange moons.

They're hangin' up in the sky

Like a pair of contented balloons.

And as we stare into space in astonishment

I turn to look at your face and you kiss me ...

All in an instant inside of a wonderful dream.

Oh I remember two orange moons

Rise in the sky to the sound of loons

And you were there – my dream.

I had a dream about you

We were together again

An old familiar pair.

It was the kind of a dream

So absolutely convincing

You believe you're there.

The open road and the dotted white lines

The crispy smell in the air of the pines

The overwhelming sensation

You're up and awake everywhere ...

And when we look in the sky

They're getting higher and higher

Those two orange moons.

There's one for you and for me

And, impossibly, both of them gleam.

And I am holding your hand for eternity

And you're beginning to say

That you love me

If only it really had happened

If only it all really happened

I had a dream about you

But, of course,

            It was only a dream

            It was only a dream

            It was only a dream

I had a dream about you but of course

It was only a dream.

By the River

From the icy bridge I hear the river

Flowing out beyond the open bay

Deep beneath the waves a voice is calling

Come down to me, it seems to say ...

I will understand your frozen journey

In the bends and elbows of my flow

Come to me and be my close companion

We'll be as one

In what we know

What we know ...

People will be born

People will die

As before you were born

And long after you ...

Young ones will find love

Hand will find hand

We will flow, with no end

On and on ... on and, on ...

River calling, “Come join my journey.

I will ease your burden,

I will be your rest.”

River calling, “Come be my lover.

I will bring you freedom

Flow along with me to the sea.”

            She sings to me          

            She sings to me

“See the snowflakes melting on my surface

As I softly lap against the shore.

Take a step and come to me my darling  

Here in my arms

You'll cry no more

Cry no more ...”

What a Relief

Nothing left but the shouting

Nothing left but the pain

Nothing left but the doubting

Nothing raining but rain

I should be feeling despondent

 I should be lost in my grief

But all that I feel inside

Is - What a relief

What a relief. ..

My life's not a short story

My life's more than pretend

My life has its tomorrows

Stories come to an end

Fictional hearts can be broken

Real ones don't heal all that well

Amazing to still be here

And what a relief.

No, I don't regret the day

That I first met you

No, there'll never be a time

When I'll forget you

Oh, if only half the things

I've lived and planned for

Turn out for the best. ..

This will take getting used to

Something new on my mind

Somehow making a new start

Somehow hoping I'll find

Those moments we can advance to

Moments we have a chance to

Turn a new leaf

Those moments are few

And always too brief ...

But what a relief!

Coda

But surely you're still you I'm still me

That's for certain

I'm still no good at letting go, so ...

Please let's not even say hello.

Snow is falling all around

Falling everywhere

I walk through it all alone

You're no longer there.

Copyright © 1991 Yeston Music Ltd.