Despite the absence of recent posts on here, there is such progress being made behind the scenes.
I heard a piece by the brilliant Marc Yeats and I wanted to dedicate something to him. Listening to Marc's music is always an inspiration for me and he is a very good and supportive friend. I promised him that I was writing a piece, dedicated to him, called post hoc: (after it), by which I intended to suggest that my music came after listening to one of his most recent pieces.
I intend to fulfil my promise! But I was looking through my catalogue of study scores on YouTube last evening when I came across a piece by the late American composer, Morton Feldman, which just blew my sock off. This was the music that had been in my head all these years: the slow place, the proliferation of silences, the atonal but repetitive nature of the music narrative.
So I began to sketch a piece for piano, touches, which unfolded so organically from within itself, perhaps as if I had been given 'permission' to write it. It will all be done in a few days and I'll have made that breakthrough which has eluded me for so long.
post hoc will still be written, I promise you, Marc! But in this new style. And with a force and vision I haven't felt for years.
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