Sunday, April 12, 2009

Easter

New York has three religions: Judaism, Episcopa- lalalianism (hats and bunch? I don't know) and Catholicism. Catholics in New York are really Catholic. Tons of dirty foreheads on Ash Wednesday, and stories about the new archbishop have been on the 6 o'clock news for weeks. It's kind of a big deal. So having never done the Catholic thing in New York, I decided to go to mass on Easter Sunday (or as the priest called it, "Eastah"). I dragged my Catholic friend along ("Okay but I'm not saying the Nicene Creed or taking communion. But I will sing."), we went to a church on the Upper West Side, and went early to get a pew, which meant seeing the last half of the Spanish mass before ours, which was a whole 'nother mass - a band with guitars and drums, the Hail Mary at the end, tons of singing, holding hands. Ours, however, was straight up Mozart on the organ and strings, stiff mumbling along with the prayers, homily naps. Yup, that's my religion.

7 comments:

Christian said...

Any breathless giggling?

M said...

No, and no folding of the hymnals to spell out funny phrases. We did have small bets going on how the ceremony would proceed, though.

Christian said...

No "murmeling" along with prayers in the style of Side Show Bob stepping on rakes?

Anonymous said...

You little bastards quit shitting' on our religion. I've just 'bout had it up to here. Murray, sit between the two of 'em. And make Kate quit 'er cryin'.

Mom

Anonymous said...

You went to Mass with Elvis Costello?
Mom

Elvis Costello said...
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Anonymous said...

Diana was in Calgary last night performing at the Jube. We had her over to the house for drinks. She is some upset.

J Le