Showing posts with label the detritus review. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the detritus review. Show all posts

2/20/09

Detritus Brothers Triumphant Return

My absence is due to laziness. Deal with it.

[Augustin] Hadelich and [Peter] Stumpf gave the most exciting performance of the evening in Kodaly’s 1914 Duo for Violin and Cello, Op. 7.

Well hello, Herman. Nice to see you.

This music studies the relationship between the...

Bwanh! For the sixty-millionth time, I strongly dislike the personification of music. A composer writes it. Okay? A performer plays it. Got it? And a listener listens to it. That’s it. Pieces. Don’t. Do. Anything.

Only Disney can make that kind of shit happen.

This music studies the relationship between the flowing lyricism and the rich, warm stridency of the strings.

Even if this were somehow possible, it would be an awfully generic thing to study: the relationship between characteristics and different characteristics.

Language just isn’t useful anymore.

There was no question artists were right on top of its passion and drama...

Again, what possesses the passion and drama? It? They? Him? Neuter? Kodaly? An inanimate series of symbols?

...deftly exchanging difficult pizzicato exchanges...

How fractal.

...and applying captivating phrasing to its many Hungarian folk tunes and rhythms.

There you have it.
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2/23/08

Mad Lib: for Authors

Arrange the extracted adjectives into their appropriate places. Then, guess the author.

broad
complex
energetic
lean
long
rhythmic
scrappy
virtuosic

Hyla tends to write _______, _______ music for both chamber music groups and large ensembles. [...] While challenging, his music has _______ appeal, due in part [...] to his _______, if _______, music with _______ drive and _______, _______ lines.

Good luck! Here is the answer. Ooooh! Burned!
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