Sunday, August 24, 2008
Well, this spot doesn't look like this now, but in a few months it will. The air has held the promise of fall the past several days until today the humidity put me back into summer. But it mattered little because I stayed in and painted the baseboards of my apartment (thrilling!) and worked.
Last weekend I went to New Hampshire to hear my "Hommage à B.B." beautifully performed at the Monadnock Music Festival. There was a very warm and interested audience and I gave a little talk about my piece at the start of the concert. It was fun overall. And New Hampshire is just beautiful. Why don't I live there?
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Donald Erb, a very fine composer, passed away last night. The reason I mention this is that on Sunday I was thinking of Donald Erb, completely out of the blue. I was wondering what he was up to and that I had not heard anything about him in years. He was a great composer, a very unpretentious and garrulous guy (qualities notably absent in many composers, I've found). I should talk. I like to think that I am not pretentious--I hope I am not--but I don't know if I, or anyone, would ever describe me as "garrulous." Maybe I am psychic. This is not the first time such a thing has happened.