Madrigal: Ladybird, Ladybird!

The first of probably a couple madrigals for voice octet. This one's verging on impossible, so SongCo expect my email soon lol

The recording uses a harpsichord sample, for obvious reasons

MoM 1 FTW

Title got cut off - november prelude. Just some piano notes. MoM makes you make decisions! Great way to start the day.

01 Divide by primes

Today I made Ableton divide a Dr Dre. kick sample by every prime number ascending then descending between 1 and 1000. Things got really whacked around 600-800 (around 1:05). I have no idea why.

- I'm interested in the scale that emerges as rhythms become pitches.
- Twin primes (primes that are separated by 2, such 41, 43 or 809, 811) create "markers" in the scale as their pitch is almost indistinguishable.

peace,

Day 1: Scuse me while I pace myself

Hi friends,

Very excited to use the first day of MoM to launch something I've been dreaming about for a month or so:

Infinity for Dinner is an online recipe book for installations you can set up anywhere. It takes advantage of Youtube's loop feature (Ctrl Click and tick 'Loop') to allow audience members to recreate my phase installations wherever they are.

During Month of Music, I am not going to create a new composition or installation every day

*aaawwww*

What I do hope to do is make significant progress every day and list it here. For example, today I have:

• Edited two videos of Slipping Away the first recipe
• Created a facebook page for Infinity for Dinner
• Made edits on the website, like providing a link to the score and example videos

So, during MoM, the three things I will be doing are:

• Coming up with/making Infinity for Dinner ideas
• Showing when significant progress has been made on the few concert pieces I'm working on at the moment
• Showing significant administrative progress towards Infinity for Dinner or my website in general

Something I also plan to do this month is hold installation concert evenings in my room in my parent's backyard. I will call it 'Infinity for Dinner + Dinner' - I will set up one of my installations in my room and serve dinner. I hope to have held three of these concerts by the end of the year. Kurt, Josie, Will and Toby, I'd love you to come!

Alice

Variations on The Apricot Tree - I. Theme

First post!

The composer Komitas was one of the 1.5 million who died in the Armenian Genocide. Given the act of terror that occurred in New York a few hours ago, this melody has an added layer of melancholy, aside from the importance it already bears. For this reason, my setting of the theme is simple, only the rhythm having been altered.
This is the start of a set of variations I'm planning on composing, in chunks, over the next four weeks.

Here we go

Hi everyone,

Feeling that familiar tingle I like to called aprehinsparation. Really looking forward to witnessing what you all squeeze out of your brains this coming month.

Friends like all of you are what's kept me going in previous MoMs and I anticipate a similar dependence this time around. But right now, I'm excited and bursting.

Let's go!

Love, Alice

Month of Music 3

Welcome back!

Month of Music is back in its original time-slot for season 3, occupying the mutually-agreed busiest month of the year, November. 86 pieces were composed during MoM2, which truly is a mind-boggling amount of new art!

This year, more than anything else, I want to try to fulfil the promise of music: to be heard. To that end, I'd like to encourage as many recordings and performances as possible, because we all know how inspiring it can be to hear music lift off the page.

I'm looking forward to working alongside you all, along with some fabulous guest composers and artists, to make November productive and beautiful.

* * *

Look, I made a hat where there never was a hat:

Sine Phases

For those with Max Msp, this is the compressed copy code to my first patch:

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Thank you everyone for uploading such quirky music every day, it has kept me way more inspired than usual. I'm astounded at the volume of brand new stuff we've created! Congratulations all! Alice

I had wondered

in the spirit of the Romantic poets who championed writing from the perspective of I
had wondered whether time has in fact
let me be?

it used to fret me in the utmost
the relentless passage of time
encompasses 
in its relentless wave, moving slowly
over the sand bank of the earth
whirling up crustacean shells and seaweed strands
its oppressive salt
drowning forgone possibilities

I had wondered where I should
find them all, in all this ocean
all the caves of treasure
the sunken myths
Atlantis, Ys
the old worlds
the forgotten worlds
in an infinitude of blue
the glittering stories waiting
for the intrepid and the worthy 

I had wondered how to swim there 
so to escape time itself –
to find expanse beyond my wit
and have it be my dancing ground
swimming patterns in fathomless space
languorous eddying buoyed by confounding momentum

I had wondered how it would feel
to be the first life, the only life, the last life
moving alone in interminable blue
alone, with the soft memory of sun long deceased
this stillness only the universe
this irrevocable ultimate
I had wondered whether
I should swim forever in the unconscious void
or swimming so
disappear

I had wondered whether it were not better
to be left in peace
so I might disappear in my own ways
to move beyond the rough chop of the shore
into the calm a half-mile out
where silence warns where danger swims
and time moves quiet
and slow

I have half found myself now here
I float,
simply.

Bright Green

Month of music 2! Done... Done! So so much new music has been uploaded to this site, all in the space of 31 days! I'm so proud and happy to have taken part. Makes me warm and fuzzy to think of it all.

Until next year! Andrew H

Intermezzo: Bright Green

Gonna finish this one tonight, before I drift off into the dark green abyss for a while

Goink Hat (by Toby Graham and Alice Chance)

This is an Alice and Toby Collaboration. We each privately wrote 8 bars of chords then interspersed them. Toby's are 1st, 3rd, 5th etc. Alice's are 2, 4, 6 etc. They work together so well!!!

YAY

Paradise

Brolk Song

Squirmy goodness.

Untergang

What monster… stalks the green… its claws have furrowed the earth. Deep pools of mud entrap the birds, the clouds gather. Rain falls, not to wash away but to fill the ground.

In every direction, coloured circles that swell when you look at them and shrink when you look away.

Audio with a wine glass instrument I made this afternoon: And some fun with Toby's Melody from earlier this month. I think I called it Furby. Anyone know how to make one of a few samples play for each note, rather than only the sample for each note? Someone mentioned that it was called Round Robin to me once.

Prelude: Untergang

Three pieces to go!

Electrical Glass Ants put on a Concert

Far fetched titles? They help me! This was made with a couple of samples from the recording by Andrew's Cello-playing mate. (What was his name again?) I'd love to make more music with other bits of the recording.

Ballet Part 3

And here's the end of part 4 of this thing - next, the epilogue. Only four days to go!

Ballet Part 2

More sexy(?) weirdness - throwback to The Cup

Night birbs

Tonight I got drunk w' some new Dutch/German friends and as a result did NO composition, so I'm uploading a bit of a music concrète project I'm working on atm. It contains no synths, but does have piano, concrete slabs, crickets, chains, birbs and a vibrator.
#delaydesigner

 

Ballet - Part 1

There's no actual dancing going on here, so my teacher today suggested that I call this 'Internal Ballet.' That was before I told her it was a sex scene. I wimped out on the juicy stuff, although you can bet that if this ever hits a stage it's going to be ₙₐᵤgₕₜy

Transcription of the instructions at the end

*The woman defenestrates the old rose petals, remakes her bed, and changes into a nightgown, not entirely distinct from a hospital gown, feet conspicuously bare.

*She empties the full glass of darkened water by her bedside into the water bowl. With practiced ritual, she washes her hands and sinks the glass to fill it. She lifts it, inspects its colour; it has become clear once more.

*She takes a perfect rose, tears each petal delicately and drops them into her water bowl.

*Staring deep within the water bowl, she reaches in and steals a drop to paint her forehead.

*Hands cupped, she brings the water to her face. She does so in absolute ecstasy, attempting restraint the first four times before losing control.

*She reaches a climax and then, almost accidentally, gazes upon her reflection, which strikes her instantly still.

Winged Plums

Two recordings - Prelude: Mirrors & Intermezzo: Everybody Bleeds

Today's been a pretty loooooong day and I'm getting ready for a looooong weekend, so today's submission will be two recordings of previous pieces. Both for cello:

ALSO please read along with the text in 'intermezzo'... Today I tried not very hard to record someone speaking it, so imagine I had tried a little harder

 

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