The word Virelai comes from French and means the beauty of music, dance and poetry. It is a form of Lai Poetry that uses its short lines for forming rhymes. The last stanza links to the first one and the rhyme pattern goes like this: a.a.b.a.a.b.a.a.b…b.b.c.b.b.c.b.b.c.
Virelai originates from France where it was used in medieval times in both music and poetry. It was also the most common form that was put into music until the fifteenth century. The most famous virelai composers were Guillaume de Machaut, Guillaume Dufay and Jehannot de l’Escurel. From 1450’s Virelai got separated from music and verses were written as poetry. Unfortunately Virelai music has not survived until today and now we use it only for poetry.
Virelai is not used anymore today, but other modern forms of Lai have still been practices by some poets and poetry enthusiasts.

Like I sttaed in my post. I did not expect them to respond – and they didn’t.I received my response from the Better Business Bureau of Mississippi who sttaed:The Better Business Bureau did not receive a response to your complaint. We regret to advise you that our effort to assist you in reaching any form of voluntary settlement have been unsuccessful. We are closing this complaint as “NO RESPONSE.” Your complaint, with proper notations, will remain as part of this file.Needless to say, I expected this but maybe someone will notice it someday…
Once I received a call offering me a decent sum to turn for a pianist for a chamber music concert. I was pleased to finally get paid for something I’d been doing pro bono for years. I got there early and met with the pianist. He seemed high-strung but some people are before a concert. I clarified repeat issues with him and he assured me he was a clear nodder.The concert began and I soon saw why he was so high-strung; his mediocre technique and limited musicality made him a bad choice to play the well-known Beethoven and Brahms trios he was tackling (almost literally, football player style). We got towards the end of the first page and he did not nod. I figured, Maybe he likes memorize the beginning of the next page and have late turns. Nope as we reached the last two beats he abruptly turned his heard toward me and, in a low, gruff voice barked, Turn! This disagreeable ritual was repeated for most of the performance. I thought it might have been less disruptive for him and the audience to nod as he said. No such luck. I made it through and didn’t mess it up, but he really unnerved me and I dare say I was very deserving of my pay that evening.