Another snippet from Argent's home in the post-Summorum Pontificum world. Gathered at the end of the day for Compline, while finding our places in the breviary.
One of the sons (don't remember which, I was nodding off): Which Tone for the psalmody?
Me: Humming tones 5, 7, and 8.
Another one of the sons: Let's do Five.
Sons (italics indicating speed): Confiteor, Deo omnipoténti, beátæ Maríæ ... beáto ...vrmmbmrmmmmrvrmmm ...mmmrmrbmrmmhmmrmmmmm.....ssssmrrrrrrrrbmmmmmmrmmmmm... mea culpa, mea culpa, mea máxima culpa.
Me: Whoa! Let me mea culpa more maxima slowly please.