Since last Wednesday I’ve gone to three concerts and watched one basketball game. Two concerts were in honor of Frederic Rzewski, a composer whose music is often socially and politically charged. For Thursday’s concert at Carnegie, the contemporary music ensemble Opus 21 honored the 70 year old composer by performing his seminal piece “Attica” — a composition dealing with the murders of inmates and guards during the 1971 prison riot in Attica, New York. Later that evening Rzewski sat at the piano and played the New York Premiere of his recent composition “War Songs”. “Natural Things”, another premiere, featured an instrumentalist tediously bouncing a basketball.
Last Friday night at the Brooklyn Lyceum, the ensemble Newspeak honored Rzewski in a concert that presented an amplified, “rocked out” presentation of “Coming Together” (the companion piece to “Attica”), as well as works by local composers influenced by Rzewski. There was also a Q&A with Rzewski, myself, and David T. Little (see the video clip below).
| Here, you can listen to two of the Rzewski pieces performed by Newspeak, recorded live (special thanks to David T. Little): | |
| Coming Together |
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| The Price of Oil |
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| DownloadVideo Clip: Me, David T. Little, and Frederic Rzewski |
From the Brooklyn Lyceum, it was on to Saturday night at the Apollo, for Klezmer Clarinetist David Krakauer, along with funk/soul trombonist Fred Wesley. Fred Wesley was a long-standing member of the James Brown Band but also played with many bands I listened to while growing up in Cleveland. The Wesley-Krakauer project was presented in honor of James Brown’s birthday and also honored and successfully melded various musical styles and cultures.
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| Me and Fred Wesley at the Apollo |
| DownloadHere’s a Video Clip from the Concert |
Now on to more bouncing balls and my recent observation: During the Atlanta/Boston game there was a commercial that depicts a place of utopia called “beer heaven.” The beer was seemingly free, the crowd was Caucasian, the games were rigged, the servers were women and the one black person in the room was the bartender.
For those of us believing in an ideal place, an afterlife of paradise, we’re all challenged to rid ourselves of the notion of social structures,and even ideals of high art vs. low art. Evening Music is one earthling’s attempt to ready the heart, soul and ear of the listener. A bit of musical heaven on air? Your thoughts!






While most have expressed delight in the show, some have expressed frustration. By now you’ve realized that everything isn’t perfect. The CDs aren’t always cued up and ready to fire, I don’t always give the “requisite” time after a quiet selection before I begin speaking, and I don’t always defer to the King’s pronunciations (nor the Queen’s, even). As much as I’d like for you to bask in every moment of each show, I’m comfortable with knowing that that just ain’t possible.