Morning, New York City
Doctor of Musical Arts
Morning, New York City is a brisk tone poem that represents a recollection of my morning walks through Central Park - from waking, to returning home. Rather than provide a strict programmatic sketch, I have striven to compose a piece that awakens a listener's own memories of the city. To do so, many styles and genres that have musically influenced me throughout my life are woven together. From elements of minimalism, tone clusters, Ravelian impressionism, to sweeping Copland-esque melodies, I felt that using this diverse canvas of sound and melody in the framework of a slightly altered traditional Sonata From the best way to express this memory. Structurally, the Sonata Form best facilitates the varying styles and also helps to reflect the actual experience of departure and return. Because of this "departure and return" the Recapitulation is a mirror image of the Exposition and Introduction. I chose this traditional form and the collision of these varied modes of tonal expression because I felt that New York City wholly recognizable as something rich in old traditions and new innovations. The City is a synergy of new and old, dissonance and consonance, a multi-layered metallic construct infused with the best and worst of our humanity. And it is this dissonance and consonance, the collision of uncountable human dreams that propels the city into a constant, sleepless motion that recreates its perpetually fresh voice each morning. "Now I see what there is in a name, a word, liquid, sane, unruly, musical, self-sufficient, numberless crowded streets, high growths of iron, slender, strong, light, splendidly uprising toward clear skies, well-loved by me, toward sundown." --- Mannahatta, Walt Whitman.