Should we really be calling ourselves composers when we’re really just part-timers?
Imagine being an actor and being given a copy of a script that only contained your lines; that’s exactly what composers do to musicians when they give them parts that only contain the notes for that particular individual to play.
Escorting you through the velvet rope into the World Wide Web.
Music gets remade when people dance to it, and music is not what ballet is ultimately about.
An active performer, teacher, and composer of art songs responds to Corey Dargel’s article, “More Song, Less Art(ifice): The New Breed of Art Song.”
A starter’s guide to hacking and shredding the web, violin smashing technique 101, and how to resurrect the dead… But wait, there’s more: futuristic blogging birds. Read within the next five minutes and we’ll throw in K-Tel’s dodecaphonic classics.
MySpace may not be the most effective way to promote your music, but it sure is fun.
In our efforts to set ourselves apart, are we turning people off?
Composers—fighting stereotypes, fantasizing over gadgets, at the Olympics, combating addictions, downloadable as podcasts, and more…
Can you believe they’re handing out doctoral degrees in composition to folks who have never been to a noise show?