A Christmas song, written for the annual Holiday Recording Party Meg Reichardt used to hold in Brooklyn. You can hear me sing it here.
Entries Tagged as '*Music'
The Easter Bunny’s Noel
December 18th, 2016 · 2 Comments
Amenities
December 11th, 2016 · Comments Off on Amenities
A set of eleven brief piano pieces, from my conservatory days. Here are the first two.
Three Songs from “The Donner Party”
October 30th, 2016 · 1 Comment
In 1974, as a composition student at Oberlin Conservatory, I wrote three songs for “The Donner Party: Its Crossing,” developed and performed by the company Kraken, and directed by Herbert Blau. The words were by Stuart Friebert and Herbert Blau. I posted the program here, and finally got round to revising and recopying the songs. […]
Musical Instruments (1)
September 7th, 2016 · 1 Comment
I’ve drawn imaginary musical instruments for years. Here are a few.
Roomhorn
July 25th, 2016 · 1 Comment
I’ve wanted to build something like this for years. After some experimentation with materials and dimensions, I settled on 20 feet of 1/2 inch copper pipe. I originally wanted it to go around the whole room, but 20 feet seems to produce the best tone. It now hangs near the ceiling in my music room. […]
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Somebody Said Something Offensive
June 6th, 2016 · 2 Comments
It’s distressing when somebody says something offensive. Your face flushes; your heartbeat goes up; it’s like getting mild exercise, or drinking coffee. Here’s a song for those occasions.
Zibeline
May 23rd, 2016 · Comments Off on Zibeline
A piece for viola and piano; an octatonic theme harmonized and turned into a canon.
My Head Cool-Bedded in the Flowery Grass
May 16th, 2016 · 1 Comment
A drowsy little piece for piano, recommended for nap time. The title comes from Keats. Thanks, Keats.
Flipbook Songs
May 9th, 2016 · 1 Comment
From my conservatory days, an idea for a graphic score notated on flipbooks. I did this for my freshman composition class, and it made a cheery racket.
Key His Eyes
May 1st, 2016 · Comments Off on Key His Eyes
I think that if I’d lived in NYC any longer, I would have ended up gouging out someone’s eyes. Here I can purge those fantasies in a song.