This is my Senior Composition Recital, performed on May 11, 2018. This represents the culmination of my education as a composer at California State University, Fullerton.
I graduated in the Spring of 2018 with a Bachelor of Music Degree in Composition.
Program:
Hypnagogia (2017) 0:38
Michelle Duong, Piano
String Suite for Violin & Cello (2015) 7:11
1. Allemande
2. Minuet
3. Gavotte
Pebbles Tsai, Violin
Celianne Aquino, Cello
Three Moon Songs (2017) 12:25
1. Dein Silber schien
2. Clair de lune
3. Child Moon
Omar Rodriguez, Baritone
Michelle Duong, Piano
Griffin Romley, Guitar
Brass Quintet No. 1 in C Major (2016) 19:13
Éclectique for Brass Quintet (2016) 22:00
“DT JIVE”
Ivan Morales, Joey Hotta, Trumpet
Tim Moy, Horn
Dan “Pretty Good” Damore, Trombone
Erick Velasco, Tuba
Escaping Reflections (2017) 25:41
Multimedia Presentation
Lily Fassnacht, Megan Conaty, Video Artists
Adventure! (2018) 28:58
Madeline Brydges, Flute
Arquin Abaya, Clarinet
Pebbles Tsai, Violin
Celianne Aquino, Cello
Michelle Duong, Piano
Unfolding (2016) 31:57
Noah Telles,
Kristian De Leon,
James Werrett, Percussion
Wind Octet No. 1 (2018) 35:47
Madeline Brydges, Flute
Alice Morales, Oboe
David Sanchez, Ben Filler, Clarinet
Tim Moy, Alex Gellatly, Horn
Bryan Larios, Thomas Robinson, Bassoon
Text:
Dein Silber schien
Ludwig Christoph Heinrich Hölty
Dein Silber schien
Durch's Eichengrün,
Das Kühlung gab,
Auf mich herab,
O Mond, und lachte Ruh'
Mir frohem Knaben zu.
Wenn jetzt dein Licht
Durch's Fenster bricht,
Lacht's keine Ruh'
Mir Jüngling zu,
Sieht's meine Wange blaß,
Mein Aug' Tränen naß.
Bald, lieber Freund,
Ach! bald bescheint
Dein Silberschein
Den Leichenstein,
Der meine Asche birgt,
Des Jünglings Asche birgt!
Translation:
Your Silver Shone
Your silver shone
through green oaks,
bestowing a coolness
down on me,
O moon, and you smiled peace
on a happy boy.
When now your light
breaks through the window,
you smile no peace
down on this young man;
see my pale cheeks,
my eyes moist with tears.
Soon, dear friend,
ah, soon will shine
your silver light
on the tomb
that holds my ashes,
that holds this young man's ashes!
Text:
Clair de lune
Paul Verlaine
Votre âme est un paysage choisi
Que vont charmant masques et bergamasques,
Jouant du luth et dansant, et quasi
Tristes sous leurs déguisements fantasques!
Tout en chantant sur le mode mineur
L'amour vainqueur et la vie opportune.
Ils n'ont pas l'air de croire à leur bonheur,
Et leur chanson se mêle au clair de lune,
Au calme clair de lune triste et beau,
Qui fait rêver, les oiseaux dans les arbres,
Et sangloter d'extase les jets d'eau,
Les grands jets d'eau sveltes parmi les marbres.
Translation:
Moonlight
Your soul is a chosen landscape
charmed by masquers and revellers
playing the lute and dancing andzalmost
sad beneath their fanciful disguises!
Even while singing, in a minor key,
of victorious love and fortunate living
they do not seem to believe in their happiness, and their song mingles with the moonlight,
the calm moonlight, sad and beautiful,
which sets the birds in the trees dreaming, and makes the fountains sob with ecstasy, the tall slender fountains among the marble statues.
Text:
Child Moon
Carl Sandburg
The child's wonder
At the old moon
Comes back nightly.
She points her finger
To the far silent yellow thing
Shining through the branches
Filtering on the leaves a golden sand,
Crying with her little tongue, “See the moon!”
And in her bed fading to sleep
With babblings of the moon on her little mouth.
