Such a long time has passed since my last post. So much has happened, things I regretted and cried on. Still time marches on. I'm alone in my room, typing in the dark (a little trick I taught myself to be able to type without looking), the sounds of the woods encroaching my window. I'm listening to Harvey Malaiholo's original version of Jerat, such a lovely song.
Work-wise I am writing a tarantella for wind orchestra, more of a suite as it comes more into form. It is a revision of an earlier work, so I do not have to strain myself too much. I've just finished another overture which in retrospective may have resemble Ross Roy too much. But hell, it's a form of flattery, and de Haan is my favorite concert band composer after all.
I'm happy, healthy and hale, which is more than can be said for some people in the world. Here's to many more posts. Au revoir.
Work-wise I am writing a tarantella for wind orchestra, more of a suite as it comes more into form. It is a revision of an earlier work, so I do not have to strain myself too much. I've just finished another overture which in retrospective may have resemble Ross Roy too much. But hell, it's a form of flattery, and de Haan is my favorite concert band composer after all.
I'm happy, healthy and hale, which is more than can be said for some people in the world. Here's to many more posts. Au revoir.
