Music from William CD
This has been a long time in coming. I've been
working on the music for this CD for the past two years and wasn't sure if it
would ever come together. Relentless practicing, composing and lessons over the
past three years started to gel. The pieces finally started to fall into place
over three early Saturday mornings in January of 2008. I was playing the tunes
the way I had always hoped I could and even beyond that. Things aren't totally finalized at this point, but this is a
good indication of where everything is headed. Here are samples of
all the tunes as they now stand.
Black Beret
I had an
idea for a tune, mapped it out in simple terms, then harmonized it, and finally
brought it to my guitar teacher. We spent a few weeks on it, I went back and
revamped it, and here's what I came up with. It started as a simple marching
rhythm in memory of my Dad, who served in the engineering corps in the Second
World War. The final result is named after the headgear of the corps: the black
beret. As a side note, "Black Beret" has been getting excellent reviews
on Garageband.com. Click on the Garageband "Track of the Day" icon
to see details.
.jpg) Sunrise
on the Mississippi
Not sure why or how this happened. I stopped
playing this tune a long time ago and then resurrected it this past January to
see if I could still play it. I
liked it so much I polished it up, recorded it to see if it would sound any
good, and was so impressed I had to include it here.
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Great Dream from Heaven
A classic tune of times gone by: I think it
captures a lot of what those of us from a "previous" generation felt we may have
left behind. I'm sure my Dad felt this way.
.jpg) Spanish Fandango
My guitar teacher
always said that there is nothing better than a simple piece played very well.
This is for him: a simple piece that Chet Atkins recorded back in the 50's or
60's. I'd known it for a long time but never perfected it until now. So much for
"simple" pieces.
.jpg) Feather
Fingers
"Never record a piece unless you can improve on the
original or give a different and original interpretation." This was sage advice
from my teacher that I'm not sure I followed. It was simply too good a piece not
to attempt. So here is my interpretation of one of his pieces.
.jpg) Angie
I'll probably offend all the traditionalists with
this piece. I know how Paul Simon and Bert Jansch play this piece, but it's not
how I hear it. For better or worse, here's my version of the classic Davey
Graham tune.
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One Last Look
I came to my guitar
teacher with a tune I had composed long ago. It was a reasonable tune, but not
outstanding. He took the original theme, reworked the rest of the tune, worked
with me on the result, and here's what we came up with: a very haunting story
of loss, regret, what we can never get back, but what we would like to see just
one last time. As a side note, "One Last Look" has also been getting
excellent reviews on Garageband.com. Click on the Garageband "Track of
the Day" icon to see details.
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Jesu, Joy of Man's Desiring
This is my sole attempt at a classical piece. My
Dad was a big fan of classical music, and my brother caught the bug as well. I
simply never ventured very far into that territory (and maybe all classical
music fans are quite relieved). In deference to one of Dad's great loves, here
is a Bach standard.
.jpg) On the Tip of the Tongue
This was a deceptively simple tune that was
fiendishly difficult to play well. After three years of tearing my hair out
(figuratively, of course), practicing incessantly, running it by my guitar
teacher to learn I had it ALL WRONG, practicing more incessantly (you get the
picture), I had finally come to appreciate the diabolical complexities of the
piece. One year after realizing all this, I finally recorded what I hope is a
faithful interpretation of what it is to experience a dear loved one who is
fading away from the sad complications of old age and terminal illness.
.jpg) Echoing Wilderness
I don't know if I'll ever get there, but here is
what peace and serenity sound like to me when I'm far out in the quiet snowy
whiteness of a deep forest on a very cold winter's morning.
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