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Had a bit of a slow start; I have lurgy. But I did go to the MacRobert building, and got some actual composing done, and got some more done after I got bck. I now have a first draft of the piece for the Uncommon Music competition, subject to permission to use the text. The due date for that is Wednesday, so I'm cutting it a bit fine.
I have, however, entirely gone off the idea of using The New Colossus for the Juice vocal ensemble piece, due Tuesday. I think I've figured out why I'm having such trouble with this one; it's because I did submit Talvilaulu to their Call for Scores this year, and it wasn't chosen, and I had no feedback. So of course the brain squirrels are trying to figure out why it wasn't chosen, and one option is that the text is, frankly, depressing as all get-out, making it harder to program. That's the "safest" option: all other options have to do with my handling of the text. "No, that's fine," cry the squirrels, "it was definitely the text. We shall find a perfect text for you! Perfect! It has to be perfect!" They are very devoted. They want to keep me safe from rejection, at all costs.
Unfortunately, the squirrels can't read, so they are deciding all texts are imperfect and therefore unsuitable.
This is suboptimal.
I suspect the best way to work around it is going to be to find a humourous text.
I have, however, entirely gone off the idea of using The New Colossus for the Juice vocal ensemble piece, due Tuesday. I think I've figured out why I'm having such trouble with this one; it's because I did submit Talvilaulu to their Call for Scores this year, and it wasn't chosen, and I had no feedback. So of course the brain squirrels are trying to figure out why it wasn't chosen, and one option is that the text is, frankly, depressing as all get-out, making it harder to program. That's the "safest" option: all other options have to do with my handling of the text. "No, that's fine," cry the squirrels, "it was definitely the text. We shall find a perfect text for you! Perfect! It has to be perfect!" They are very devoted. They want to keep me safe from rejection, at all costs.
Unfortunately, the squirrels can't read, so they are deciding all texts are imperfect and therefore unsuitable.
This is suboptimal.
I suspect the best way to work around it is going to be to find a humourous text.
