Wow. That's about all I can say. Oh, and many thanks to David McIntire who almost single-handedly put the weekend together. A review:
Thursday night was the official meeting of the Planning Committee for the Second International Conference on Music and Minimalism (we don't have an official name, but that sounds good). Kyle Gann (
Composer, Critic, Musicologist, Professor) was in town for a performance by
newEar of his work
Chicago Spiral, and joined our meeting as he also serves as the co-director of this enterprise with David. An avid Scotch drinker himself, we had a wonderful meeting to say the least. We did get some work done, but also enjoyed more than a few digressions.
Friday night was the party, and that was incredible fun. Composition professor
Paul Rudy hosted, David cooked ribs (the best in KC, several people who would know declared), Michelle (David's wife) prepared many other goodies, and others brought drinks and sides. Among the guest list were the student members (sans Jedd) of the PCftSICoMaM (um, planning committee),
Andrew Granade (who is currently cursing my name as he agreed to play
David Borden's
Double Portrait), music history faculty member, along with his wife and new son,
Paul Dresher, whose ensemble was performing at UMKC in an unfortunate conflict with newEar,
James Mobberley, another member of the composition faculty (who looks nothing like that picture), and even Peter Witte, the new Dean of the Conservatory. Phew. I'm not sure how I got invited, but I ate my fill in case it didn't happen again. :)
After a while, the party dwindled down to myself,
Scott, Kyle, David, Peter, and Paul (no Mary). Paul was very generous with what Kyle told us was Nancarrow's favorite tequila (
El Jimador) as well as a lovely port. The conversation did consist of music, but also delved quite a bit into politics and other subjects. As the evening wore further on, we lost the dean, but did move to the garage to enjoy some nice cigars (again, Paul Rudy was more than generous as a host). Only Kyle and I partook (that's 3 this year, which is probably a good limit), but everyone else was polite enough to join us in the garage (it was raining a lot). It was quite an experience. I left with Scott around midnight, and left Paul, David, and Kyle to their own devices.
Saturday evening was the newEar concert, and boy was it a dandy. I was familiar with some of the pieces, and knew most of the composers, but had never heard any of these pieces live, much less all in one concert. Probably the biggest surprise for me was
Wayne Siegel's
Jackdaw for bass clarinet and electronic sounds. I was totally unfamiliar with the work, but, as I was told by Brad Fowler, I have to get the CD that has that and some other piece titled
The Devil's Golfcourse. Ok, I'm interested!
What a great concert, and what fun to hang out at the reception for a short while. Oh, I should mention that the other pieces performed were selections from
David Lang's
Child, Scott Unrein's
Imanaka, and
William Duckworth's (a favorite of mine) Mysterious Numbers. I was getting ahead of myself.
Alas, all good things must come to an end, but this was certainly a weekend worth remembering. Sorry I didn't blog about Sarah Palin, Mom, but that'll come eventually. Perhaps once you get power back on from Ike (my folks live an hour north of Houston and are doing well, sans power of course).