Soiled Amplitudes

 The Sound and the Chewy: A fable of the effable
— Postcards From Red Squirrel Trail

Correct is not everything, even if I seem to make that point; rather, in this economically stressed culture, it tends to be an either-or choice. A composer colleague told me about an orchestral work that was commissioned and performed here--an acceptable, well-received, flawed performance. Some years later, he used his life savings to hire a pay-for-play orchestra in eastern Europe to record it. He said it was correct, a good example of his composition, but he was disappointed that it did not have the life and enthusiasm and raw musicality of the local performance.
— Dennis Báthory-Kitsz, Soiled Amplitudes

Soiled Amplitudes, Dennis Báthory-Kitsz
2026

Subtitled My Musical Composition and Notational Aesthetic in Five Seasons. The subtitle does much of my work for me, but I shall try not to be lazy. I knew that graphic scores would be a significant part of the book, as I had seen the author call for samples while the book was in preparation. This review should not be about me, yet a word about my background is needed, I think, to put my review into fair perspective. From my days as an undergrad music student, graphic scores puzzled rather than stimulated me, and for the most part those puzzles did not engage me. During the years of my graduate work, I played from non-conventional notation a few times, usually in good faith. One of these occasions stands out as clearly the least musically gratifying performance experience in my life. Here in the Boston area two composers with whom I have collaborated have enjoyed working in graphic notation (worth pointing out that while I simply use “graphic notation” as shorthand, Dennis explains that there is a distinction between “graphical notation” and “performance scores”). I respect their enthusiasm without having felt any inclination as a composer to tread that musical path myself. That will serve as sufficient fair disclosure, though I will add that I saw Dennis’ book (I have collaborated with him and will therefore use his Christian name) as an opportunity to enjoy having what might be considered a musical deficit of mine challenged by a colleague’s expertise. The book is well organized, handsomely printed and well written. As a musical exositio pro vita sua, it was, I found, a thoroughly engaging and enjoyable read. Not only a composer, the author is a poet of the musically lost. Now and again, I’ll read a statement or would-be summation and I think, “Perhaps, or perhaps not.” And part of the value for myself of thst statement hs been the times when I found that I need to reflect, to ensure that if I set that assertion aside, there is deliberation in my process, and not the mere mental twitch that masquerades as so much “thought” in the present day. So although, as noted above, this review should not be about me, part of the book’s value for me was to prompt me to think and reflect on some matters which I had set aside sometime ago. The musician who is engaged by graphic notation, and others such as myself, will in their several ways find this a highly illuming tome and a conversational autobiography worth the resding.