Liturgical Music and the Restoration of the Sacred II Rev. Robert A. Skeris During the week preceding the feast of Saints Peter and Paul, Christendom College, in collaboration with the Church Music Association of America, sponsors annually a Liturgical Music Colloquium which brings together conductors, composers, pastors and organists from all over the country. This piece was the keynote address of last year's Colloquium, as delivered on 25 June 1992. I There are men and there are things; there are persons and there are objects. There are also principalities and powers, there are thrones and dominations. Theologians and moralists are familiar with virtues and vices; philosophers know qualities and modes of being. But what is What does "sacred" mean? A recent response claims that "liturgical theology" knows liturgical art to be "appropriate only to the degree that it functions in support of sacred liturgical signs" (meaning, in the case of liturgical music, the "communitarian sign" of the liturgy, i.e. "our oneness in the Lord"). A practical conclusion is drawn from this postulate: "Sacred music should only sustain the continuity of the voices during worship." If it does not do so, it is "inappropriate to the liturgy and is then not sacred." In a manner which evokes faded memories of the old Society of St. Gregory and its "lists" white and black, proponents of this view pinpoint a lack of analysis as the reason why the standards for judging music to be sacred "are only restrictive," and hence not useful as guides: "they help you selectively eliminate songs but do not show which to include."1 It is always helpful to begin formulating a reply on the basis of concrete facts, of phaenomena, of what presents itself to our senses. Let us therefore try to "approach the things themselves" as they are given, and examine the way they constitute themselves in the consciousness and intentions of the perceiver. _ Rome, Piazza della Rotonda, 1973. The church of Sta. Maria Rotonda, popularly known as the Pantheon. Seeking temporary respite from the glare of the midday sun, people wander in and out, deep in conversation but filled with curiosity. Not a few continue to smoke their cigarettes to the end, or to light up a new one. And when one of them is told: Please, no smoking here. We are in a church! He replies in amazement, Why is this a church? (The architectural form alone is, of course, not enough to answer the question convincingly.) And then, after a moment's pause, the final question: Even if it were a real church _ why not smoke? _ Treptow, a suburb of East Berlin, 1981. We are all admonished to extinguish our smoking materials at the entrance to the huge memorial park dedicated to the fallen soldiers of the Red Army. _ Israel, very recently, and very discreetly but quite firmly: the same thing happens again. In the hotel restaurant, as American tourists at the next table take out their after-dinner cigarettes: No smoking, please! But why not? Here and now, of course, not for the sake of the but because of the