My new favorite part of 1934’s The Man Who Knew Too Much? Just before the conductor gives the big opening downbeat, a bloke in the Albert Hall audience coughs. Bless Hitch for his realism!
Porridger’s Almanack (Breakfast of Ganglions)
Democracy is the theory that the common people know what they want, and deserve to get it good and hard.
— H. L. Mencken
In July of 2023, I first composed Music for the Un-Hip Hop, Op. 178. However, yesterday it grievously yet altogether rightly came to my belated attention that the page turns for both flutists were utterly verkakte, to employ the musically correct term. Did I know this in 2023, and “simply assumed” that the players would read from the score? (as if turning pages would somehow not be an issue in that case.) Whatever the insufficient case might be, I cleaned things up so that both flutists have manageable page turns. This process involved the insertion of some material here and there, so the piece is both brand-new, and yet much the same.
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