I’ve written a lot of music to my own texts, and a bunch of it is coming out on CD this week. Some of the texts are very sweet; some of them are completely demented. But my wildest imagination couldn’t have invented the sweetly demented title my four-year-old son came up with the other day.
He told me he wanted to write “Love Songs From Uranus.”
I don’t even want to think about how that would sound.
And speaking of unfathomables, for those of you who live in the Philadelphia area: the Daedalus Quartet will give the Philadelphia premiere of my String Quartet No. 4: The Infinite Sphere this Sunday in UPenn’s Irvine Auditorium. The Infinite Sphere will serve as a prelude to Schoenberg’s Verklärte Nacht. I understand there’s some Beethoven in the vicinity as well, and the price of admission is an unhefty $0. Should be a juicy show.