The Fredösphere

My big Maundy Thursday music and drama project is getting ... interesting.  Never before in my composing have I found myself needing to prune so many ideas that are fine in themselves, but that simply don't belong in this project.  It's quite painful; I beget the little dears, admire their cuteness, and then smother them in the cradle ruthlessly.  That middle step -- the time taken to admire them -- is a waste of time, and I'm learning to cut it to the minimum.

This may be a sign that I'm moving to a new level as a composer.  I'm not claiming the result will be better; right now I feel pretty awkward, and the resulting music may sound awkward.  Nevertheless, I think the long term trend is that I am getting pickier about finding a particular sound that will communicate the idea I have in mind.  I hope I will end up composing music that has more rigor and clarity of theme.

Tonight:  Der Drubermensch's sixth birthday party, at Chez Chuck E.  I reserve the right to blog about it if something remarkable happens, but I'm very aware that Lileks has covered this territory pretty well, so I will compete with him only if given some strong compulsion.