A Slave To The Page

A position on early music education.

A Language Learned
How do children learn language? It is the aural learning that provides the elemental basis for language skills. We do not first learn what the sounds look like – we learn first by hearing. The visual is learned by connecting the knowledge gained through aural perception to the symbols that represent the sounds. Only when there is a firm understanding of the aural language do we learn to read the language – to decipher the symbols.

Music, as a language, is exactly the same. We learn it by listening. It is the fundamental basis for internalizing, and understanding this highly complex and beautiful language. Symbols are only a mere representation of music – they allow us to communicate basic ideas – they do not communicate feeling, passion, soul, or musicality in any real sense. Music on the page can be decoded, and understood within given parameters, but it cannot be felt, or internalized without having a strong aural background to fully realize what all those dots and symbols truly mean. Music is an expressive art form – it exists only in performance (or remembered as such), while the written page is merely a storage device that preserves the music and allows for analysis and preservation beyond the performance. Even analysis of the page is moot without listening to a performance or having the analysis direct the performance. Here, the page is used as a tool, a means to an end, if you will. In and of itself, the page does not live in the metaphysical ether, that timelessness of performance which engages the musical ear – the ear that has been taught to listen and the soul that feels the music. Language works the same way. Even while reading a book, there is that inner voice that is speaking the words we read. The symbols of any language are just an aural connection to the elemental perception of letters, words, and, by extension, musical notation.

Teach Our Children Well

How do we teach our children spoken language? Do we immediately introduce them to the letters and words, and then hope that they make the connection? Do we put a pencil in an infants hand and show him how to write? The short of it: no. Babies need to hear their parents speak the language – they model what they hear – even if they don’t understand it for some time. Why then should music be treated any differently? The music education standards in this country seem to preclude the aural learning that is so essential to music education. We expect young children to learn music through the written form of music, rather than the natural experience of hearing. As it relates to language, the letters and words take some time to become phrases, sentences and thoughts – a true written language that is a representation of human thought. Music education, and the prescribed ‘standards’ expect children to make the connection to the written page too early.

An Aural Syntax

How do children understand that they are being asked a question? We don’t hold up a picture of a question mark – we change the inflection of our voice, perhaps raise our eyebrows, and use a syntax that implies the question – it is purely auditory. By extension, how then, do children innately understand musical phrase? Children can understand that a half-cadence, or a phrase that does not resolve to Do (or Home Tone, if you prefer) is incomplete – it demands an answer. The musical answer provides a completion to the question phrase. Children can tell when a complete musical thought has occurred. Just as the aural syntax of spoken language is innately understood by children, the musical equivalent can be understood just the same – provided we put enough emphasis on teaching musical concepts from an aural position.

The Current Model

I have fallen victim to the knee-jerk reaction to throw music in front of a young child while I was teaching piano lessons. I started to realize that some of the first experiences of my students involved visual examples of music. To be clear, there are certainly helpful visuals such as examples of posture and hand position – but it became readily apparent to me that my students were missing something – the very basic element of music education: exploration. I was inadvertently limiting my students’ inventory of music by taking the easy road and trusting the teaching sequence to a book. Most of my private students were beginners – roughly grade 3 or 4 – in good school systems. I began to change my approach – building on what they were learning in general music at their school – using Solfedge, songs they were singing, etc. However, it became clear that they were already ‘hooked’ on the visuals of music – the ear was not being developed. The reading seemed excellent, but it was a shallow reading. This was evident in many of my students when they did not realize that they were playing mistakes – very obvious note mistakes. There was a disconnect between the eye and ear – they were not hearing what they were seeing – and why should they at this age? Then there were the exceptions.

The few that had an uncanny raw talent for music were able to hear the mistakes, and these ‘exceptional’ students, seemed for the most part, to have a richer experience with music and art in the home. The CD collections in the house were wildly diverse and the parents took the children to the library, to music events, etc. The children’s ears, and minds, were being engaged by the community arts (which are readily accessible in Fairfield County, CT) . The parents took a keen interest in the experiences of their children. These ‘exceptional’ children, turned out to really be ‘cultured’ children. Their minds seemed more receptive to the abstract. So, I tried simply playing songs, chords, patterns – and having them talk about it, then play some of their own. We were experimenting with sound – purely from their own minds – and it was surprising to hear how many of the musical ideas had some basic musical concepts at the core – like rhythmic breath, resolution, range, etc. I started incorporating exploration into the lessons, and sure enough, the students’ ears began to hear mistakes immediately, and musicality improved – dynamics, articulation, etc. It was such a simple task to explain staccato after doing some exploration on the piano playing ‘hot notes’ – emphasizing quick release of the notes. All I had to do was point out that those little dots simply meant to do the same thing we were doing during our experimenting. This sequence seems to make much more sense – use aural examples of the musical language as the basic of understanding a specific term, then, when the time is right, introduce the visual symbol. So, when is the right time? This is a crucial moment in music education.

End Part 1.

Silliness has it’s place!

Silliness is an integral recipe for the professional not-for-profit pit. Well, we make money, but not a living. It mostly goes to gas. But it’s a fun time.

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Timeless Music: Chant as a Medium for Catholicity


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Chant as a Medium for Catholicity

Metanoia

: a transformative change of heart; especially : a spiritual conversion

I have recently come to embrace a broadening spiritual awareness and appreciation for the rich musical heritage of the Catholic Church- namely, sacred chant. The impetus of this awakening was the realization that my knowledge of ‘classical’ music history does not honestly consider any music prior to the late 17th century. This invariably led to an even more unsettling revelation that, even after twenty years in ministry, I had but a miniscule understanding of sacred liturgical music.

Having been involved with church music since I was a child, many of my formative years were immersed in the folk mass of the 80′s, and I continually developed my talents and grasp of the liturgy through to the modern worship music of today. Then there was college and graduate school, where I majored in piano performance, and embraced “serious” music. I grew tremendously as a well-rounded musician and, consequently, became a more effective church musician. I was exposed to, and performed, a vast amount of repertoire that encompassed a wide range of genres. But, I have recently come to terms with a now obvious fact that you can’t possibly learn everything in school.

Specifically, I was never really exposed to the rich tradition of sacred music. As an ongoing student of music, it seems that my recent experiences with ancient chant, particularly on this past feast of Pentecost, resulted in a musical and spiritual metanoia. As a music director and organist, I now realize that the opportunity to fill the aforementioned musical void has been present for quite some time- I just didn’t see it. By exploring some of our rich musical tradition from the earliest days of the church, I have a found a means to expand my musical person and, at the same time, bring a sense of historical perspective and unity to the liturgy. While this has to be done carefully, being mindful that most people might not understand why they are suddenly being exposed to this “old stuff,” there is a prescribed responsibility to connect with our rich past.

Considering the stagnant state of music in many parishes, I have to believe that I am not the only music director that has, more often than not, failed to think beyond the scant selection of hymnal resources made available by an equally limited assortment of publishers. We are given planners and hymn suggestions that point to a very narrow repertoire of music, the majority of which was written within the last 30-40 years. Even though a careful reading of the scriptures for the Sunday mass is the best means for finding a theme to prescrbe to the music, the relevant musical offerings are severely lacking in variety, style and depth. For instance, the music of the 70’s and 80’s is now widely considered traditional. On one level, I agree with that delineation since this music comprises my early spiritual and musical formation as a child. It is the basis of my catholic tradition. While some of the modern worship music is excellent, truly helps convey the spirit of the liturgy, and communicate what cannot be expressed in words alone, we need to explore why this is the case. I suggest we can better appreciate and understand contemporary music, and achieve that fully conscious, and active participation in the liturgy, if we incorporate what came before. In order to fulfill this mission, the current state of liturgical music needs to be lifted beyond predictable norms and out of stagnation. Richard Rice explains in his foreword to The Parish Book of Chant, Expanded Second Edition (2012), that we should “…realize that the Church’s liturgy, like her faith, comes from somewhere far beyond any one language, culture, or personality.” (PBC, xv). I propose that the American-Catholic culture has predominantly lost the connection to the profound and rich tradition of our ancestors in the faith; our Catholicity. America is the melting pot that infused the heritage and traditions of people from the world over. Why, then, should our musical tradition in the American catholic church be so limited as to not embrace the musical treasure of our universal church?

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Veni Creator Spiritus written in the original “Nuemes”

The ancient chants, not much a part of my own past, seem fresh and have a certain transcendent authenticity to them. “Veni Creator Spiritus,” this Pentecost, struck me as rather poignant since most in the congregation were likely unaware that the music was written over a thousand years ago. By the same token, though, most instantly recognized it and felt compelled to join in singing. This newfound appreciation for the “ancient” has been brewing for some time. A good friend’s invitation to sing the Office of Compline started this awakening last year, and every time we repeat it, I find something new (actually, quite old) that inspires my musical and spiritual being. The centerpiece of this retrieval for me, however, has been my now-annual experience at Lourdes. I witnessed a genuine manifestation of the liturgy as a truly living entity in the underground basilica of St. Pius X. About 20,000 People from all over the world participated in their own language, and miraculously, the liturgy made complete sense. This made me appreciate the uniqueness and diversity of humanity on a much deeper level. In a matter of speaking, it was a real Pentecost. But, the most fascinating moments occurred when some of the ancient Latin chants were sung. It proved to be a truly unifying element in the liturgy- as if the auditory of the liturgy was tangibly brought into crystal-clear focus. Most people knew the Latin which made the music just as familiar and comfortable as the structure of the mass itself. I had to ask myself in that moment: “How have I neglected the importance of this tradition for so long?”

This all strikes me anew, but Vatican II was there first:

The musical tradition of the universal Church is a treasure of inestimable value, greater even than that of any other art. The main reason for this pre-eminence is that, as sacred song united to the words, it forms a necessary or integral part of the solemn liturgy. (Sacrosanctum Concilium 112)

All this time, I’ve been focused on the music of the American Church and have unwittingly neglected the universal Church. Similarly, the recent changes to the Roman Missal corrected some of the same shortcomings of our connection to Her rich liturgical tradition. To embrace the changes is a chance to connect with the faithful from the earliest days of the church. This is, in and of itself, a modern idea. The notion of appreciating ‘that which has preceded, has shaped the present,’ should be embraced as enriching and rewarding.

While the chant and early music of the church can aid in communing with our ancestors in the faith, then by extension we should carefully consider the liturgy itself as the most unifying element of our faith. This brings me back to Lourdes. How else could so many people from such a rich diversity of heritage feel completely at home during a mass? The simple answer is tradition. The mass is the same no matter where in the world you may be. The responses, which were mostly sung in Latin, were the unifying element that afforded the congregation a chance to commune together in one common language, to come together with others in the present and the past. It is apparent that this connection to our past extends beyond the musical realm, but to the liturgy itself. If we can, therefore, embrace the traditions and sacredness of the music in that context, the liturgy can truly become a vehicle for a living and vibrant faith. John F. Baldovin, S.J. touched on this idea in his recent article in America Magazine entitled “An Active Presence: The liturgical vision of Vatican II 50 years later.”

Catholics need to be helped to understand more deeply and more explicitly the connections between their lives and what they celebrate in church. As the great contemporary liturgical historian, Robert Taft, S.J., has said: “The liturgy is the Christian life in a nutshell.” Nothing more—but nothing less. Our liturgies themselves, albeit in a ritualized fashion, play out the way we are called to live. They are the summit of Christian living as well as its source. As that reality enters more deeply into the Catholic consciousness, we will achieve by God’s grace the full, conscious and active participation the council called for, and we will be on our way to celebrating more fully the baptismal priesthood we are called to live.

I’d add that our “Catholic consciousness” could be more fully realized through exploring our musical traditions. It’s easy to become complacent, and accept the status quo of liturgical music, but musicians need to give some contextual consideration to our place in history to achieve, “in a nutshell,” a truly living faith as expressed through liturgy. The mission is twofold: connect the liturgy with our daily lives, and experience that present-day worship as an extension of our heritage.

We should embrace the liturgical reforms, along with the natural progression of music as it relates to our culture. New music has much to offer, but particularly when it recalls the sacredness of our musical tradition. After all, Gregorian Chant was considered new music at one point, but it included within its form, the promulgation of the sacred and was born from the musical tradition that preceded it. The fact that this music was so intricately woven into the liturgy helped establish its timelessness, and is the reason why it can still feel so relevant and fresh today. I’m not proposing that we return to a fully Latin mass all the time (although, I’d love to try it someday), but that we include, from time to time, some of the chants, like the Kyrie, Gloria, Agnus Dei, the sequences, or even singing the Divine Offices. It may seem a small pittance to give back to our tradition, but it is something tangible and meaningful. We need to hear this music as a worshipping community in order to witness a deeply divine manifestation of the sacredness of scripture and music. My mandate as a music director is not solely to bring people together in communal praise, but to foster prayer, reflection and peace. As a composer, as well, I hope that looking back will pave the way forward to creating new music that feels as fresh as Veni Creator Spiritus felt on Pentecost; as unifying as the music in Lourdes; and as an inspiration for a true Catholicity in our communities. As a music director, a minister of the church, this has to become a guiding principle: In with the old and the new. I look forward to exploring the former which will in turn give me a more focused perspective on the latter. Veni Creator Spiritus – You’re my only hope.

*update: I am forming a Schola Cantorum and a Junior Schola so that we can truly explore chant and offer it to the parish when the time is “rite.” Stay tuned.

Michael A. Cooney is an adjunct professor of music at Fairfield University and the Music Director at Our Lady of the Assumption Church in Fairfield, CT.

Sources:

Baldovin, John F. S.J., “An Active Presence: The liturgical vision of Vatican II 50 years later.” www.americamagazine.org. America Magazine. 27 May 2013

<http://americamagazine.org/issue/active-presence>

Constitution on the Sacred Liturgy, Sacrosanctum Concilium. Vatican II, 4 December 1963

<http://www.vatican.va/archive/hist_councils/ii_vatican_council/documents/vat-ii_const_19631204_sacrosanctum-concilium_en.html>

Rice, Richard, ed., “The Parish Book of Chant,” Church Music Association of America. 2012

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Back Home in Lourdes

I returned for my second pilgrimage to Lourdes, France this month as an Auxiliary member of the Order of Malta American Association . This time I was slightly more prepared, but still bowled over by the spirit of this place.

My job was to provide music for the various masses and services – a special job for sure. Parish music ministry is rewarding enough, but to minister in Lourdes is truly a blessing. I got to see, from a unique perspective, the desire of people to be with The Lord, and Our Lady. Many sought his or her own miracle, and I have to believe that many felt some sort of presence or touch- it seems to me impossible not to feel something there!

Last year, being my first visit, I felt I had to experience everything right away. This year, I was able to “soak it in” and not rush around. This time, I was able to sit and talk with some of the Malades (French for sick) and truly listen and experience their perspective. It was truly moving, and once again reminded me of how lucky and blessed I really am to have a beautiful, healthy family. These malades are so courageous, some facing life-threatening illness- and to hear their stories and witness their faith was truly inspiring.
Just as inspiring, was to watch so many give so willingly of their time, and put their faith into action to help others. This, above all else, is really the grace of Lourdes: to help your fellow brother or sister through the trials of life. I’m proud to serve the Order of Malta, which enables me to participate, in a small way, the call to help others. It really was a sort of catharsis from the stressful and fast-paced world in which I so easily find myself drowning.

In other matters, I got to play some fantastic instruments there!

This organ, at the church of Saint Savin (a very old Benedictine church), was constructed in 1537! It has some ballyhoo to boot. In front are three masks, the mouths of which, the organist can control with pedals. It also has birds that twirl around- and if the power goes out, you use the bellows!

I also got to play this organ in the upper basilica for the closing mass.

Then there is the underground basilica of St. Pius X. The international mass saw an attendance of roughly 25,000 – UNDERGROUND! Here is view looking left from the choir area in the center.

One other interesting fact- in no other place is it so commonplace to celebrate mass with a Cardinal, Archbishop, or bishop, and not blink an eye. The focus is squarely on the pilgrimage and service, not on the ceremony so often accompanied by high-ranking clergy. It was so personal and intimate- very nice.

Every night, after some fellowship at the Jeanne d’Arc (local bar), many would walk down to the grotto and pray the rosary. So quiet and peaceful- nobody there, and all you hear is the burning candles and the River Gave. A truly remarkable experience- and very moving to bring the malades there and witness their emotions as we prayed right in front if the place that the blessed mother appeared to Bernadette.

After, many would walk just up the way and light a candle. (Was beautiful to see the Sandy Hook candle burning there with the names inscribed on it- they burn one year-round).

I love this place, the people, and the reason. I long to return again.

Scoring “Homeless in a College Town”

This documentary by counterfeit cow productions is about the homeless in Amherst MA, and shows a side of town that people do not associate with an educated, successful college and touristy town.

Looking forward to scoring this documentary – it spoke to me right away. Take a look.

A Reflection on Lourdes

The world premiere of my Ave Maria in Lourdes, France – the Grotto.

As a composer, I have learned that there are good days and bad days as it relates to “feeling the creative” and hearing the music. Indeed, most days I sit with pencil in hand and realize that today is not the day for that great piece of music to be created.

However, one regular day in October of 2011, the notes came flowing like water. Immediately, I had a text in mind- the melody was perfectly suited to Ave Maria. The piece literally wrote itself, and to quote myself from a previous post, I felt like I was connected to that larger musical (and apparently spiritual) conscience.

Then, as if it were scripted, I received an email a few days later from a now dear friend inviting me on the Malta pilgrimage to Lourdes, France to help with the music. Of course, the thematic connection was obvious, but I didn’t give it too much thought.

Months later, while rehearsing with the music director, Lia Carter, I mentioned that I had written an Ave Maria. We ran it quickly, and she was nice enough to want to include it in the program. Just before I left, she mentioned to me something along the lines of “by the way, did you know the title of the pilgrimage this year is ‘Ave Maria?’ ” My hair stands on end.

Just before we leave, the issue of where to place it within the various masses gets answered- at the Grotto, right where Bernadette had her visions.

Yikes! – the circumstances surrounding this composition just kept getting stranger and stranger – or as I came to realize, more and more special.

I arrive at Lourdes and quickly start participating with the music (The whole experience was really mind-blowing- I highly recommend a visit, no matter your faith or creed). This picture on the right is me cantoring at the Rosary Basilica – read into, or don’t, but all the “coincidences” seem to be directed by someone, or something – and this picture really sums up the idea. Is she saying “about time you got here?!”

A few days later, it was time for the mass at the grotto – where we would first play my Ave Maria. Its is a humble place, void of gilded decorations, just the rock cave. For me, I found it much nicer to do it here, then inside a huge church or basilica. I try to be a humble person, and this place just fit my persona.

I had to play it on a rickety old organ, but I must say – playing it THERE, was something special. Again – read into it or don’t, but it was a sunny day when we arrived at the grotto – but the clouds started to fill the sky – and the very moment (and I mean with my downbeat) we started, it began to lightly rain. The moment we finished, the rain stopped and the sun came back out. – Another moment.

When all is said and done, from a composer’s standpoint, it was the most unique premiere of a composition – made all the more memorable by all of the so called “circumstances.” Many people might write-off those weird moments as nothing special and just a coincidence – and it doesn’t bother me in the least. But, as a person of faith (well, someone who tries to be – I’m fail miserably most days) – it was mind-blowing – all the things that happened. I’ll never forget that day in the grotto.

Now, if you’ll excuse me, I am really back to reality – and have to go change a diaper.

Officially Published!

Not sure what that really means, except that I wait with baited breath to see if my online store suddenly starts making millions of dollars… ahem.

It has been an interesting process – from improvising, reading poetry, writing out ideas, writing the songs out on manuscript, engraving in Finale, finding artwork, becoming a publisher with ASCAP… I never realized how many steps accompany the creative process. It was a great learning experience – and it continues. Now its time to give the music to friends, colleagues, teachers to get it out there – maybe on a recital program. And then there is the recording – which means I’ll have to actually practice what I wrote! If you’re interested at a look-see – you can download a watermarked version here, and if you really love it – you can buy it in my StudioStore!

On to the next page…

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A Picture for the Cover

I just received the artwork for the Dickinson set. It was done by a very talented artist, Mary Treschitta. This is an original piece designed specifically for this work. I’m so excited to have such a beautiful cover that really captures the essence of the poems and music.

Introduce Children to Music

I read this article on NPR’s “Deceptive Cadence” – check out the full text here.

Here is the last part about the author’s opinions on music and children – good stuff.

  • Talking down to kids about music never works, just as it doesn’t work in any other subject matter. Children can smell disingenuousness at a thousand paces. Moreover, there’s no reason to gate kids only to “music for children.” Yes, Peter and the Wolf is wonderful, but it’s not the endpoint of the journey.
  • I have yet to meet a small child who turns away from new music, even the supposedly “thorniest” — there are no preconceptions about what music is “supposed” to be, which is very freeing. Kids don’t sniff at abstract or modern visual art, and they don’t turn up their noses at abstract music, either.
  • Forget that “baby brain” business — that classical music should be listened to because it will help get your kid into Harvard. Not only do scientists say that it’s not true (though many companies have made a lot of money pushing the idea), but it’s not a good reason anyway. What’s the matter with listening to music purely for enjoyment? On the other hand, a few great things came out of that kind of marketing, like a segment from HBO’s “Classical Baby” series that marries a Miro painting to music by Bach. (You can check it out below.)
  • Smaller fry have yet to absorb the (false) notion that classical music is stuffy, snobby, or boring. It’s just sound, as far as they’re concerned. If they can dance to it, all the better.
  • Exposure to classical music shouldn’t be doled out in strictly educational, “eat-your-broccoli-because-it’s-good-for-you” doses. It can and should be part of the larger flow of life. In my own house, last evening’s play list included some of John Coltrane‘s Impulse sessions,Stravinsky‘s Wind Symphony, the Kronos Quartet‘s “Caravan” recording and the Yo Gabba Gabba album “Music Is Awesome.” (Yes, it is!)
  • Lots of the “traditional” avenues of introducing classical music and opera to children are not necessarily relevant to children today. Sure, there are the amazing Bugs Bunny cartoons like 1949’s “The Rabbit of Seville” or “What’s Opera, Doc?” (also known as “Kill the Wabbit”) from 1957, but they’re more than half a century old now, and so are many of the references within these cartoons.
  • Some live concert programming for kids is amazingly good. I’m a big fan of the current incarnation of the New York Philharmonic‘s Young People’s Concerts. Last season’s walk-through of Magnus Lindberg’s Feria should be required listening and viewing for audiences of all ages. (And the DVDs of Leonard Bernstein‘s Young People’s broadcasts are a staple in our home collection.) Some such children-focused programming, though good-intentioned, is honestly pretty awkward and stiff — and, when you get right down to it, deadly dull and earnest to a fault.
  • Humor is great. Everyone in our family loves Lemony Snicket and Nathaniel Stookey’s The Composer Is Dead, even though many of the jokes fly right over our kid’s head. And physical comedy never fails to please; I heard more belly laughs than I’ve heard in ages at Nathan Gunn’s performance as Papageno in a Metropolitan Opera “family” performance of the Julie Taymor-directed Magic Flute.
  • The music belongs to children just as much it belongs to “us” — the ones with the years of listening experience, who have already absorbed current conventions of concert-going practice (don’t applaud between movements, obey the dress code, etc.), and who might well have had years of formal training. Classical music isn’t a museum piece to be looked at and not touched, as it were.

A nice upgrade

I just installed my new set of 7 virtual instruments from EastWest Sounds – and they sound unbelievable! There is something to be said about having the right sound to inspire your creative juices. While most of it happens inside my head, it sure is nice to hear an amazingly close approximation validate what I was hearing in my head. I purchased the Complete Composers Collection which contains: Symphonic Orchestra Gold, Pianos Gold, Symphonic Choirs, Goliath, Stormdrum 2, Voices of Passion (think Gladiator), Ra (ethnic instruments). Amazingly efficient CPU load so far – seems like I’ll be able to load a lot of voices at once – even on my old G5, Dual 2 GHz!

Worth checking it out: http://www.soundsonline.com/Complete-Composers-Collection

Moving Forward

I’ve just added the online store – have 2 albums up, and two manuscripts ready.  It helps to have them done – makes room in my head for the next project. Finish the Emily Dickinson – and then the next film score. Good times.

Genesis

No, not a post about the first book of the Bible, or a throw-back to an 80’s rock group. I am speaking about the moment of creation – the initial spark of consciousness. As a composer, I have been grappling with this idea of genesis: Where do my ideas come from?

Did I create the music? I am beginning to feel that I am part of a greater consciousness, or stream of thought of which I am a small part. I am learning to listen to what seems to already be there, to already exist. No, I am not simply writing down what I hear, but describing it through music – and that is the magical part. Of course the interpretation of this, the infinite amount of variables among composers, allow for such a diversity of output. My training, musical taste, life experiences, etc, all effect how I listen to the world, interpret what I hear, and contribute back to the greater consciousness through my music.

The act of contributing back is not possible without performance – and there is an interesting dialogue that occurs here.  A composer interprets the musical soul through writing it down, and the performer is the one who further interprets the idea – This contribution back to the collective musical soul thus alters it by its mere presence. here I speak of influences.

It is easy for me to trace my influences.  While I love music from many composers, I have to say the composer that speaks the most to me, or whom, in my opinion, best communicated the abstract to me, is Ravel. Of course, I have been ‘influenced’ by many composers and styles of music, but the most influential to me would be the ’sound’ that most stirs my soul – and to me, Ravel captures something in his music that speaks to me as clear as day.  I don’t try to understand the abstract part of it, I just listen and enjoy it. Study and analysis certainly help shed light on the music – but usually only formally quantify that which I already felt in the musical soul.

To me, music always has an image associated with it.  In a sort of contrived ‘genesis,’ I decided to set a poem to music in order to get my creative juices flowing.  I picked up a collection of Emily Dickinson, and immediately settled on this one.

 

Will there really be a “Morning”?

Is there such a thing as “Day”?

Could I see it from the mountains

If I were as tall as they?

 

Has it feet like Water lilies?

Has it feathers like a Bird?

Is it brought from famous countries

Of which I have never heard?

 

Oh some Scholar! Oh some Sailor!

Oh some Wise Men from the skies!

Please to tell a little Pilgrim

Where the place called “Morning” lies!

 

The irony does not escape me. The search for the ethereal morning (which is an entirely different discussion about the search for heaven in my opinion) is very similar to my longing to learn how to listen to the musical soul. As a student of music, I hope that I can better understand and grasp the process by which the great composers have created such masterpieces. I just need to keep listening – both inward and out – and hopefully that spark, or moment of creation will reveal to me something more – something unknown, yet intimately familiar.

A Benefit in Stamford

A group picture of the performers after the concert. Pictured (L to R) Kirsten Allegri, Elise Quagliata, Amy Buckley, Dmitry Iogman, Michael Cooney.

An old friend from UCONN, Dmitry (Dima) Iogman, found me on facebook and asked me to participate in a benefit concert – and, of course, I was there to lend support in raising money for a family member who is diagnosed with cancer.  Little did I know that it would become a great little UCONN reunion with singers Amy Buckley, Elise Quagliata.  And there was also Kirsten Allegri, whom my wife met at the Aspen Music Festival years ago.  All were there to lend support – it was beautiful. What some thought was going to be a little show, became a concert of masterful musicianship from all. One run-through with each performer, and that was it – show-time! It was great to be able to pull it all together with master musicians!

 

Here is the letter Dima sent to us.

“Hello Guys…. Once again… thank you, thank you, thank you!!!!  I as so very humble by the caliber of people who’ve casually decided to walk into my life and have stayed in touch for years.  Nothing in this world means more that those invisible ties that bind us together.  You all have helped me in a time of need and can expect the same of me any time.   Kirsten and Mac Especially you too have leave me with no other words but humility and true gratitude.

I would like to say that you should all be, as i am extremely proud of what we accomplished on such short notice with no rehearsal time.  We have raised over $7,000 for a family in true need of support, (and the money is still pouring in).  But not only that……, for a whole following week the entire community was buzzing about a concert that they went to out of respect and planed to leave at intermission…. but instead were completely taken by surprise by the high level of performance and musicality that they saw…. and considered themselves Lucky to have seen something so special…… in little old Stamford.

thank you,

Love,

dima.”