The particular hurry I've not been in

Every year, they sing it as though it were some special virtue on Santa's part. But be fair: don't we all check our lists twice?
Porridger’s Almanack (Breakfast of Ganglions)

Je ne sais pas où nous nous sommes trompés, mais le sentiment š'est enfuit et nous ne pouvons pas tout simplement le récupérer.

— Gordon Pied-Léger

The call was for an organ piece, manuals only, playing one minute. By the time I addressed myself to this task, the Henning Ensemble had played our 29^th concert, and I had made a start (ca. 3 Dec) on a new piece for a spring concert (whose date we have yet to set) to be titled Dark Side of the Sun (Opus 193) a piece which may or may not to some degree reflect my recent re-acquaintance with Scelsi's Natura renovatur. The two thoughts which came to me for the organ piece were, on one hand, a largely two-part invention with a lot of parallel writing and, on t'other, material which I shall fold into Dark Side. Thus, I dubbed the organ snippet Not in any particular hurry, Op.193a. I finished the piece, brief as it is, on 4 Dec.

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