Just This Week's Spinning Wheels

 I dreamt that my stage name was Elmer. But, then, in my dream, “Elmer” was Spanish for “the sea.”

Porridger’s Almanack (Breakfast of Ganglions)

Music is movement — its connection is not so much with mathematics as most people think, but with physics, with forces.

— Leon Fleisher

I noted a few days ago having sent For You, Fuchsia and Dark Side of the Sun to a Call for Scores. At much the same time, I learnt of another Call for orchestral scores, but most of the pieces I was considering sending used too many auxiliary woodwinds, e.g. or did not suit the Call for some other reason. I then thought I might send the Elegy excerpt from the Third Symphony. But it turned out that works for strings only did not fit the Call either. In the spirit of lighting a candle rather than cursing the darkness, lo! I found another Call entirely to which to send the Op. 175b Sun Dance. On one hand, as you know, Gentle Reader, from this blog, There’s no knowing if there will be any chance of success. On t’other, I’ve gotten an e-mail confirmation of receipt of the Sun Dance.

Separately, I’ve just had a nice phone call with colleague Robert Gross.

And: the artwork is Irina Pisarenko’s Grand Canal, Venice