…doesn’t exactly translate from Foreignese into English as “Solemn Novena”. Seriously, this must be seen to be believed:
Either that, or these people have an altogether different understanding of what “solemn” means.
I think the roller skating angels are my favorite part, though the music is also great.
Where would the world be without sheer tasteless Catholic kitsch? I find it curiously reassuring somehow. It consoles me to know that the Church is still the home of ordinary schlubs like me with no aesthetic sense who chew with our mouths open, laugh at stupid jokes, enjoy vulgar spectacles and, for all that, try to love God in our clumsy dumb way. I much prefer it to the fragile orchids of liturgical perfectitude. Not that I have a problem with liturgy well done. It’s just that I think crass people are more important than ideal aesthetics.