I am happy to report the completion of two new Sandburg Songs for soprano and ensemble. These songs were commissioned by the SoundSCAPE Festival in Maccagno, Italy and are dedicated to Tony Arnold, who will give the premiere this July with Eastman BroadBand and conductor Tim Weiss. It is an honor to write for such compelling and fearless artists, and I am eager to hear the premiere in Italy next month.
In choosing texts I was drawn again to Carl Sandburg’s fantastic and evocative Chicago Poems (1916). I hope that these two songs will be part of a larger cycle. For now I selected two poems that offered me the opportunity to pursue great narrative and musical contrast.
I. LOST
DESOLATE and lone
All night long on the lake
Where fog trails and mist creeps,
The whistle of a boat
Calls and cries unendingly,
Like some lost child
In tears and trouble
Hunting the harbor’s breast
And the harbor’s eyes.
II. LIMITED
I AM riding on a limited express, one of the crack trains
of the nation.
Hurtling across the prairie into blue haze and dark air
go fifteen all-‐‑steel coaches holding a thousand people.
(All the coaches shall be scrap and rust and all the men
and women laughing in the diners and sleepers shall
pass to ashes.)
I ask a man in the smoker where he is going and he
answers: “Omaha.”
Both these poems have been set previously, including a dark and haunting setting of “Lost” by Mario Davidovsky. What strikes me most about Sandburg is his distinct cadence and searing, vivid imagery. There is an immediacy to his words that brings the stories and souls of the past to our present day. It has been wonderful to spend time inside these compact, giant worlds of words.
On a somewhat different note, here are some photographs of Sandburg and Marilyn Monroe:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jiJWByhwU-Q


I’ve had the pleasure of attending a number of artist colonies (Yaddo, Virginia Center for the Creative Arts, Kimmel Harding Nelson Center) in the last couple years and have always been impressed with the people I’ve met and the level of concentration I’ve achieved while in residence. There’s something about going to a beautiful and isolated new place, surrounded by talented and creative people, that seems to get the compositional juices flowing. It may also have something to do with the excellent food these colonies tend to have! In any case, I am certainly looking forward to my time in France. Time for a crash course in French language…or at least French cuisine….
It is with both “emotion and meaning” that I spread the good news of the Leonard B. Meyer papers at Penn. This fascinating collection, housed at Penn’s Special Collections Center, is now complete and ready for all manner of researchers and thinkers. Between 2008 and 2010 I read, identified, and organized a vast trove (about a dozen boxes of correspondence, writings, teaching materials, original compositions, and memorabilia) of Meyer’s materials. My efforts have now been summarized in a concise finding aid by Ben Rosen.
Today I had the pleasure of hearing Lina Bahn perform my solo violin work, immaus, as part of the Rocky Mountain Regional Conference of the College Music Society in Denver. Lina is a member of the faculty at the University of Colorado at Boulder and Executive Director of the VERGE ensemble in Washington, D.C. I first met her when she gave a spellbinding performance of immaus at June in Buffalo in 2009. With that performance still fresh in my ear and memory, I was again reminded of what a thrill it is to hear one’s work come alive in the hands of an amazing performer.