Taking a break from composing for a couple of days. Ideas have come readily enough for both Après-mystère and Nicodemus; but I feel a little unfocused, out of breath. A mental margarita seems called for.
These unlikely events may launch in the southlands! My publisher is preparing them for the Gremlins Duo, who will tour in April.
I hear of a soprano in Atlanta who is willing to take a look at The Mystic Trumpeter; so, one never knows.
And I’ve been revisiting the ghastly MIDI (originally from Finale 2004) of the Overture to White Nights . . . and in spite of all the MIDI crudities, insufficiencies & outright abominations, I am reminded how pleased I am with the composition.
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