Those of us who teach are inundated with numerous requests from current and former students to write letters of recommendation for them at this time of year, as the deadlines for their applications to schools loom large.
Take steps to hold down a job, hold onto your program, and maintain a healthy dose of skepticism.
My experience today taught me that the orchestra belongs to me and all composers—past, present, and future.
I may be a workaholic, but even for me, yesterday was a stretch.
How much equipment failure, manual-reading, and general hassle are you willing to endure to realize your electroacoustic masterpiece?
It’s the end of our second day in Minnesota, and in my exhausted state all I can think is, “These other composers are really nice.”
The media keeps running stories about the death of the compact disc; these are the same sages who killed off the LP, as well as all of classical music, a few years back.
It used to be that composers were not taken seriously if they chose to do commercial work; now the pendulum has swung and it is the professorial types who are getting the stones thrown at them.
Nine composers traveled to Minneapolis where this week they will participate in the Minnesota Orchestra’s Composer Institute; composer/pianist Missy Mazzoli has graciously offered to take us along with her.
Concerts, festivals, classes, lessons—any opportunity for us to assemble is fertile soil for us to plant and cultivate the seeds of contempt.