This from a final paragraph in the NYT describing nightfall in Haiti - it gave me chills and is a mesmerizing testament to the power of music: "With no electricity, stars offered the only illumination in the city, which, with its suburbs, is home to nearly 3 million people. For some of those lying on the asphalt or in the parks, cellphones provided a brief glimpse of light. Then the singing began. Those gathered outside tents, on lawn chairs, sitting in the middle of empty streets, sang their hymns. One phrase in Creole could be heard repeatedly both inside and outside the hospital walls, as if those voicing the words were trying to make sense of the madness around them. "Beni Swa Leternel," they sang. "Blessed be the Lord."