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| Four electronic compositions for voice & percussion orchestra (1) The Pass (2) The Bell (3) Stone Song (4) The Voices texts, translations, & recordings by CLIFF CREGO NEW: Borea Mix mp3 [c. 6' 40" | 6.1 Mb] | [Windows: r click; Mac: opt + click] |
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The Pass
The pass is clearly
in view,
but the way—
how impossibly confused.
The Bell
The point at the center of a cross,
where wet and cold meets warm and dry,
and flowing waters and cultures divide.
North side and South side—
how could I ever choose? Swaying
back and forth, I am the bell
that rings out on all sides.
Stone Song
Words going backwards
are on their way to you:
so that you may hear
your ears are gone.
Sentences inside out
because your knowing is gone.
Song to surround you
stone against stone.
Gerrit Achterberg (tr. from the Dutch by Cliff Crego)
The Voices—based on nine English translations by Cliff Crego of poems
by the German poet Rainer Maria Rilke
Title Page
It's easy for the rich and fortunate to be silent,
nobody wants to know who they are.
That is why the destitute must show themselves,
must say: I am blind,
or: that is what I'm about to become,
or: it's not going very well with me here on Earth,
or: I have a sick child,
or: this is where I'm kind of all stuck together . . .
And perhaps even that is not enough.
Despite everything, as if they were things,
people walk right by, and so they must sing.
And one hears good music there.
Truly, people are strange; They'd
rather hear castrati in boys' choirs.
But God himself comes and remains a long time
when these disfigured ones begin to disturb him.
Rainer Maria Rilke (tr. from the German by Cliff Crego)
a quartet of pieces
Listen to The Bell,
Stone Song, The Voices
& Borea Mix
in streamed RealAudio
NEW: Borea Mix—
an electronic poem [without words]
Music inspired by the long winter nights of the
high European Alps: Harsh north winds, skies full of
distant stars & mornings that awaken to the wonder of
incredibly complex yet ephemeral flowforms—creations
that last but a day—left traced
in the wind-carved snow.
Entirely digital, electroacoustic percussion instruments
are played 'by hand', recorded, then mixed together,
note by note, figure by figure, stream by stream.
Sounds are distributed spatially in a roughly 300 meter
virtual matrix. One hears something like a slowly moving
landscape photograph, with shifting high-contrast foreground
shapes emerging from—then vanishing into backgrounds
of varying breadth and depth of field.
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See also: Dedication, a soundpoem homage
on a poem by Czeslaw Miloz
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the performance model of STATE OF THE UNION mp3 [c. 8' 30" | 3.9 Mb] | RealAudio | |
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