25 August 2023

Hot Ice and Wondrous Strange Snow

Honk if you've had a good laugh to-day.
Laughter is longevity. Gibbering, not so much. Don’t trouble to honk, if you’ve only gibbered, hang it.
Porridger’s Almanack (Breakfast of Ganglions)

tThey didn’t wanna have me,
Yet somehow I was had,
Leapin’ Lizards! That’s why I’m so bad.

— Stephen Sondheim “Gee, Officer Krupke”

Today was the day of the Wild Coincidence, emphasis on wild. Let’s ramp up to it. This past 31 July , I create a Sibelius file using the stock Sibelius Chamber Orchestra template for an Opus 179, with the idea of writing a piece dedicated to my mother. About the second week of August, a little down over the non-performance of two (soon to be three) symphonies, I entertain the idea of not writing for orchestra for a while. As I complete August Haze, I feel that the chamber orchestra piece will spring from the solo flute piece. Work proceeds smoothly with For You, Fuchsia and Fuchsia Minor. Pleased with the latter, and still hopeful that bassist Dave Zox will participate, I arrange Nun of the Above for what we hope is the new lineup. Buoyed by the steady productivity of this summer, and by Lux Nova Press preparing to publish the Opus 169 organ pieces, I do what I have not done in a few years, I begin reaching out again to musicians in the area, especially conductors. Today—again, something I haven't done in a while—I check opportunities at the American Composers Forum website. What should I find but a call for scores from an Orchestra, a call for which For You, Fuchsia is an improbably good fit both in scoring and duration suits. Finding this this call today, I note that the application deadline is 25 August. Done! ‘Tis now on the knees of the gods.

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