Sound night, and sounding morning, finishing up the orchestration of Gospel Matthew: XVIII. (through page 9, just kind of run with it); then more Journals mailed, Charles Ives Variations on America (minor Spanish variant), for dictation, board harmony, and keyboard-solfege -- a directed, particularly pleasant class...
More paper grading at the snack bar over a belated breakfast burrito, late coffee with Doug and company, followed by Tritone Orchestra recordings of
The Gospel According to St. Matthew:
XVIII. Two Blind Menand
For My Brother For My Brother:
6. I Fell In
Exit in the
last light's
shadows of Martinez Refinery Hill and
splendors of the Port Costa Range,
the glow extending from Benicia Bridge and the Sulfur Springs Mountains,
past Wooded Top
to the Vaca Ranges, beginning the instrumentalization of XIX. The Twelve, a harvest of Aaron Copland's Appalachian Spring and Stephen Schwartz's Godspell.
