Sunday, June 22, 2014

The Stone Tower speaks

The studio I was given at Yaddo is called the Acosta Nichols studio, or the Stone Tower. It's a repurposed failed ice house deep in the woods by the walking paths around the grounds. When my work for the day was done, I had a habit of opening the windows and playing music loudly for all residents taking their walks.

Finally the Stone Tower expressed its concerns.

Saturday, June 21, 2014

In the can! Part deux

So I left Yaddo a day early. I wrote 51 minutes of music there (I usually write 45 minutes in a year) and had nothing left to do, so instead of tooling around doing nothing, I came back home to grown-up internet (75M as compared to 768K at Yaddo), and I was able to upload — rather rapidly — all the remaining etude movies we made with Judy Sherman's sound layered in. Thus, as before, they are presented with minimal comment.

Chase for piano and celesta. Amy strapped a GoPro to her forehead for the take. Dramamine recommended.

Not for talking pianist, text by Rick Moody. Amy seems to be having some fun. Rick says the text is about the Bush era.

Ecco Eco, an echo étude. All the gestures echo, at different delay points, and some of them have Doppler effect. It's pretty hard.

Narcissitude is a fast mirror étude, in which, for most of the piece, the left hand is the exact mirror inversion of the right, and a sixteenth note later.

Diminishing Return is about fading repeated notes, and word on the streets is it's hard.

Quietude is a slow étude on dominant seventh chords dedicated to Gusty Thomas.

Solid Goldie is an étude in search of a lullaby on GCH ("Goldie Celeste Hunka") celebrating the birth of Marilyn Nonken's first daughter.

Friday, June 20, 2014

In the can!

Amy and I were in New York to record Études Volume 4 last week, and we got those 22 suckers into the can in which they belong (all of Books VIII and IX, Polkritude (#93) and Quietude (#97). Amy was so well-prepared that we only used 45 minutes of the third day of sessions, and we got to go home early. For me, that meant driving to Yaddo, where I had been, and where I type this right now.

Not evident is that I carried a toy piano to the sessions. But very evident is that I brought a GoPro camera. Bitchin.

Also, of course, we made some movies. Rather than comment at all, I'll just stack them here and you can go aah a lot. Or scratch your head, confused.