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While I was drinking my way through
Old Europe last week the
Mordake Suite #1 was played on
Music from Other Minds, the radio arm of the Other Minds Festival, hosted by Jim Bisso's friend and former colleague at Sun Microsystems Richard Friedman. Jim was in fact 'riffed' from his job last week and has once more taken the reigns of the gelded stallions of the
Leisure Class, giving him more time to work on our sex comedy libretto. Oh, how I wish for such a forced retirement, the placing in the lock of my golden handcuffs the sacred key of freedom, to write the next in the series of my
great works.
After my trip I'm so in the mood to get back to it all, having had my arms loaded up with inspirational moments, visiting old friends in the arts and the technologies of art. I went to see my drinking buddy
Alexei Kornienko conduct the piece of high modernism
Evocation (1968) by Dieter Kaufmann, a Carinthian composer, in the Konzerthaus Wien with
Elena Denisova as the violin soloist. The piece thrilled me like I haven't been thrilled for while, the sound of 40 strings and voices playing in a divisi cacophony of dramatic gestures, the members of the chorus frantically covering their ears and listening oh so closely to their tuning forks to get the next entrance, the soprano leaping from one unsupported frequency to one as far away as possible. I'm inspired to try to reach that level of dramatic height with my own poor fumblings through my own quite different approach. But I went because Alexei has conducted all my European opera performances, including the German versions of both
Sub Pontio Pilato and
A Little Girl Dreams of Taking the Veil, and Elena's
13 Capricen is an incredible virtuosic firework of violinism. Lynne was there as well, tolerating the din as she has not quite the acquired taste for it, but taking some lovely photos of the cramped stage. She's blogged a bit about the trip included some pics of me
here. And, speaking of the blogging illness, filmmaker and colleague
Sierra Choi seems to be now hacking up a bit of phlegm as well, writing
anecdotes about me and also using our home in the
pilot for her latest TV show. Some of Lynne's lovely works appear as well as my recent li'l waltz.
Right, the title. We met up with Erika and Pete on their belated honeymoon in Vienna. Erika works at
Torso Vintages here in town and related following incident: Russian woman fingers vintage mink, a hard edge of disdain apparent, turns to her and says with
that accent, ...
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