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Marie Charpentier-Leroy, mezzo-soprano Frédéric Rubay,...</title><description>&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/42510233" width="400" height="300" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="description_wrapper"&gt;
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&lt;p class="first"&gt;Marie Charpentier-Leroy, mezzo-soprano&lt;br/&gt; Frédéric Rubay, piano&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Conservatoire de Paris&lt;br/&gt; December 9, 2011&lt;br/&gt; Special thanks to Isabelle Guillaud-Kalvar&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Filmed and edited by H. Paul Moon | Zen Violence Films | &lt;a href="http://www.zenviolence.com" target="_blank"&gt;zenviolence.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt; for the forthcoming feature-length documentary on Samuel Barber&lt;/p&gt;
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Emily Daggett Smith, violin Karen...</title><description>&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/39747369" width="400" height="300" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Piano Trio&lt;/em&gt; by Lembit Beecher&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Emily Daggett Smith, violin&lt;br/&gt; Karen Ouzounian, cello&lt;br/&gt; Lembit Beecher, piano and composer&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; Commissioned by David Ehrlich for the 15th Anniversary of The Southwest Chamber Players, and to commemorate the 100th National Cherry Blossom Festival. This world premiere performance was given on March 30, 2012 in Washington, D.C.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; Filmed and edited by H. 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&lt;p&gt;At a conservative Christian college in the early ’90s, my Psychology 101 final exam included the option to interview people about what they desire for girlfriend/boyfriend hook-ups. At Week One of the finals period, a female classmate played a videotape of interviews with mostly male responses, and a typical scene played out (for me, at that place): most thought it was hilarious; I sat in shock. Mustering the small amount of courage I had at that age, I asked her after class for the videotape, promising I’d return it next week when presenting my work. So I ran the minor risk of breaking an honor code, by appropriating someone else’s work, or in any case, failing the class.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;With the boundless energy of a teenager that I’ve since somehow lost, over the next few days I digitally sampled those answers, and constructed a whole experimental sound work. Around that time, I was obsessed with the musical genre minimalism, in particular the speech studies of Steve Reich that began with “Come Out” well before my time, and culminated in “Different Trains” that year with the Kronos Quartet. This interest in a musical lyricism implicit in ordinary speech, which led to my later interest in the Czech idioms of Leoš Janácek, found good company in minimalism. And the insufferable loops of what was said, apart from their musical qualities, became a narrative of mysogyny that would incite justice against last week’s laugh-in.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;When my turn came to press “play” on the tape deck, my hands shook. I sat back down, and stared straight ahead. The guys on tape, looped over and over, were sitting in the rows behind me. By the end, our adjunct professor — a misplaced progressive — seemed to have found a voice for things she couldn’t politically say within that parochial institution, and she was elated. (She asked to keep the tape, and I obliged, which of course fed my adolescent crush on her.) Those guys behind me seemed to be rumbling for revenge, and although I imagined a scene of bulls scraping their hooves against dirt, I didn’t look back. After class, I remember hearing someone say, “you know they’re gonna kick your ass,” but I walked straight back to my dorm room — with the hugest grin on my face during an otherwise morbid period of rich creativity that I’ll never get back. I slept like a baby.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;H. Paul Moon&lt;br/&gt;Arlington, Virginia&lt;br/&gt;July 25, 2011 (writing about this composition from the 1990s)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://hpaulmoon.com/post/17599572953</link><guid>http://hpaulmoon.com/post/17599572953</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 Feb 2012 02:39:00 -0500</pubDate></item></channel></rss>

