It may make no sense, but I’m packing up the family and heading west.  It’s not just a master’s in composition, it’s an MFA!  Even more useless.  But I plan to make the most of the two years out there.

The first best thing to happen is already being invited to a show.  Grace Jones/Dengue Fever/Of Montreal at the Hollywood Bowl, July 26.  We’re moving out there to make it to that.

Getting introduced to spectral composing over the last few months has been pretty incredible.  But it’s also showed something odd that’s been happening with other new composers, the web savvy, with-it ones.  They are online, generating content, streaming their music, sure.  But they are also writing about music in an immediate and personal way, even things that one suspects are encountered most vibrantly in an analytical mind-set.  I’m struggling with this directly in the lessons I’m taking now.  I have the urge to hack through one of these complicated modern pieces, and Istvan is getting me to focus on the stuff between the lines.  It’s really helpful to keep my eye on what’s fun.  That didn’t get me into Yale, but in the end, so what.

In an attempt to find Kaija Saariaho music in my iTunes, I inputed “saa” in the search function.

What returned, in order, was

  • The one album of Saariaho music I have, her complete cello works played by Alexis Descharmes
  • “Untitled (How Does It Feel)”, by D’Angelo (reason: Raphael Saadiq in the metadata as a composer)
  • The entirety of Lonesome Crowded West, by Modest Mouse (reason: Isaac Brock in the metadata as a composer for every song)
  • “Glory Box,” the last song off of the Portishead album Dummy (reason: Isaac Hayes in the metadata as a composer, I assume due to a sample)

This is a sign.

Anne Midgette, Terry Teachout, Tom Service, Alex Ross.  Most people seemed not to like it.  It seems like if you were expecting a lot, it was disappointing.  But if you weren’t (and I wasn’t), then it was totally adequate.

Update: haha/christjebus, joke’s on us.

Doubleupdate: via Kyle Gann, way fun reinterpretation

Let’s try something new.

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