(Reprinted from the Philadelphia
Forum, July 31, 1997)
In his Fourth of July speech at Independence
Hall, Ted Turner created a small flurry
when he suggested we should switch to a
less militaristic national anthem. There
was a time when I would have agreed with him.
Lately, however, I've begun to feel the anthem
we have has some appealing virtues.
For one thing, since we only sing one verse,
it may be the only national anthem that usually
ends with a question. That's an appropriate
quality, it seems to me, when the nation being
glorified is an open ended experiment. A
truly militaristic anthem would proclaim that
our flag will fly over our country-- and perhaps
a few others-- until the universe implodes. Ours
merely asks if the symbol of our nation has made
it through another night.
My favorite Fourth of July ritual is the
ceremony that starts behind Independence Hall in
the afternoon. The first half of the ceremony
honors the politicians who signed the Declaration
of Independence. The second half takes place in
front of the memorial to the Unknown Revolutionary
Soldier in Washington Square, where a wreath
laying pays homage to the nameless footsloggers
who enforced the politicians' decision.
For the last three years, the ceremony has
included a Star Spangled Banner sung by a soloist
from one of our local music schools. In 1995,
AVA baritone Edward Albert inaugurated the
series with a particularly moving performance.
Albert's restrained, beautifully modulated
approach projected the dignified pleasure
the citizen of a great democracy should feel
when he sings the national song of his country
on an important occasion. In 1996, Curtis tenor
Kamil Boutras sang the anthem with classic
operatic flair without overdoing it. This
year another baritone, Curtis graduate Richard
Shapp, attacked his moment on stage with a
fervor that caught me by surprise. I hadn't
heard Turner's speech so I didn't realize
Shapp was probably responding to his remarks.
It was a pleasure to hear all three of them.
We should be grateful, nowadays, for any event
that lets us hear that soaring melody sung by
vocalists who don't have to take a breath
every three syllables.
Copyright (c) 1997 by Tom Purdom. All rights
reserved. This document may be printed out
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strictly prohibited. A slightly different
version of this piece appeared in the
Philadelphia Forum for July 31, 1997
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