One spoonful of spook

A dash of youthful wonder

Mixed only on a midnight

Of lightning, rain, and thunder

 

A drop each of doom, death, and dread

An ounce of make believe

Stirred to the haunting sound

Of singing voices, barely perceived

 

At first - but then grown louder

'Til full, and rich, and strong
Brought forth by this concoction

The CMC delighting with song!

 

Join us for an evening of hauntingly good music as we explore the limitless worlds of our childhood imaginations!