Given the inexplicable stature of our little S21 community, it occurred to me a couple of weeks ago that we should do something useful. I’ve chatted with a few of the regulars and gotten some good ideas but I thought I would open up the discussion to everybody.
Here’s what we have so far:
1) another Sequenza21 concert like the very successful one we had a couple of years ago. We’d raise a little money from readers and I would shake down…ur, trade a few record companies some free advertising for dollars. My feeling is that if we go the concert route, we should have somebody prominent who is not a composer curate the program to avoid the unfortunate tendency of the selection committee to be overrepresented on the program. Ideas?
2) a Sequenza21 virtual CD or CDs. Steve Layton has some great thoughts on this that would keep the costs down and avoid the wrath of ASCAP. Maybe, Steve could elaborate.
3) A modest Sequenza21 commissioning fund for composers and who contribute here regularly. (We’ll have to define what contribute here regularly means).
4) Some sort of outreach to performers and musicians who are not composers. We’d like to get more of them involved in S21. Maybe a Performers Forum?
5) Something we haven’t thought of yet but you have.
The floor is now open.
Honest, I swear this is Sequenza21, not the obituaries. But this is otherwise (and unfairly) likely to pass unnoticed in our usual music-blog land: Henri Chopin, one of the pioneering figures in sound poetry, passed away in France on January 3rd.
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The latest example of underachievement in the category of film music is Osvaldo Golijov, whom Francis Ford Coppola specifically commissioned to write the music for Youth Without Youth, Coppola’s recent comeback film which was seen by absolutely nobody. On the surface, Golijov’s enormous multicultural sound palette would seem perfect for film. Alas, the result is more insipid than limpid, if you know what I mean.
The past few months have seemed depressingly full of deaths, including some of the grand figures of our time. But sadder still is when we lose a wonderful musical voice far too soon. I just learned over at 