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Catalog: Song Information: Page 26 of 83

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"Hey!"

Song 1 (extractable) from set Cityscapes

Music: see index of all cataloged songs by Wolfson, David
by Wolfson, David (American, 1964 - )
premiered by Andrew White, baritone
in a 20th Century Classical style
Text: see index of all cataloged songs with texts by Wolfson, David
by Wolfson, David (American, 1964 - )
in English
from a gender-neutral perspective

This entry contributed by David Wolfson around 11/7/99

Editions:
bass clef, C3 - G4 (original key), medium high tessitura, 1 voice and 1 piano [GET IT!]

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Music Comments: Hangs around G3 to E4 but requires strong held G4. Rousing, with higher and higher intensity as song progresses. Humorously laternates between soft, lyrical, almost detached descriptions of the street light's cycle and loud, fast crazy patter of the drivers and other folks surrounding the light.

Text Comments: "Hey! Didnya see the light turn, ya bastard?" All the cab drivers' passengers, messengers on bicycles, executive secretaries, pizza deliv'ry men, advertising moguls, paralegal clerks. All the janitors' assistants, sorcerer's apprentices, mounted policewomen, three-card monte players hustling the tourists, television cam'ramen hustling the news. The light turns red, the light turns green. The light turns into a vending machine Selling Coffee cake, pumpernickel, soda by the bottle, poppyseed bagel with a coffee light 'n' sweet. Get your Rock hard pretzels, hot dogs, chili dogs, ice cream, popsicles, dietetic miracles, fresh-peeled oranges, shaved ice 'n' sugarwater, squid. "Hey! Cancha read the sign, ya asshole?" The light turns purple, the light turns pink. The light turns into whatever you think. Going outa business, one time only, clearance, blowout, ev'rything under a dollar ninety five! The light turns blue with lavender stripes. The water giggles in the water pipes. The light turns left on a one way street. "Hey! Whaddya deaf, ya moron?" "Hey! Whaddya blind, ya sumbitch?" "Hey! Whaddya nuts?" "Whaddya stupid?" "Whaddya crazy?" "Whodya think you are?" "Ya asshole." The light turns green...

This entry contributed by G&K around 11/7/99.  The contributor(s) looked over the song.

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"Hi, Sooky, Ho, Sooky (Valse Serenata)"

Song 2 (extractable) from set A Sarah Binks Songbook (The Sweet Songstress of Saskatchewan)

Music: see index of all cataloged songs by Greer, John
by Greer, John (Canadian, 1954 - )
premiered by Martha Collins, soprano
in a 20th Century Classical style
Text: see index of all cataloged songs with texts by Hiebert, Paul
by Hiebert, Paul (Canadian)
in English
from a female perspective

This entry contributed by G&K around 11/1/99

Editions:
treble clef, A3 - A5 (original key), medium high tessitura, 1 voice and 1 piano [GET IT!]

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Music Comments: Tempo di Valse. Light, humorous. A5 is sustained. A3 has a higher alternate note, bringing low note of song to C#4. About as silly as you would expect for a poem about the narrator's strong, hidden attraction to a man calling out to his pigs.
See http://www.lights.com/~scott/90th/sarah2.ram

Text Comments: (Sarah Binks, a fictional character, is the supposed author or this poem. The character and her poems lightly and gently satirize the "academic" mind and approach to life...as well as many other things, I'm sure) Oh, I heard your voice at daybreak, calling loud and sweet and clear; I was hiding in the turnips with a cricket in my ear. A miller moth in one ear and a cricket in the other, but I heard your dear voice calling to the piglets and their mother; Heard your own voice rising, falling, long and loud and sharp and shrill calling, "Sooky, Sooky, Sooky!" to the piglets on the hill; "Hi, Sooky, Ho, Sooky, Hi, Sooky, Ho, Sooky, come and get your swill!" Oh, I've hid among the turnips, and I've hid between the stooks, with barley barbs all down my back, and beetles in my boots; but I've seen you in the dwindling, and I've seen you in the rain, with an armful full of kindling, when you fell and rose again; I've seen you plodding through the dust and plugging through the wet--And at night against the window-blind, I've seen your silhouette; But, "Sooky, Sooky, Sooky," I never can forget; "Hi, Sooky, Ho, Sooky, Hi, Sooky, Ho, Sooky, come and get your pep!" And oh, I think I'll hide again for just a sight of you, and hear your own sweet voice again call, "Sooky, Sooky, Soo, Hi, Sooky, Ho, Sooky, come and get the stew. Sooky, come and get your goo, Sooky, Sooky Sooky, Soo!"
See http://library.usask.ca/90th/1940/1947.html

This entry contributed by G&K around 11/1/99.  The contributor(s) looked over the song.

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"hill of flowers"

Song 7 (extractable) from set haiku

Music: see index of all cataloged songs by Kohn, Steven Mark
by Kohn, Steven Mark (American, 1957 - )
in a 20th Century Classical style
Text: see index of all cataloged songs with texts by Basho, Matsuo
by Basho, Matsuo (Japanese, 1644 - 1694)
in English
from a gender-neutral perspective

This entry contributed by G&K around 10/14/98

Editions:
treble clef, D4 - B4 (original key), medium tessitura, 1 voice and 1 piano [GET IT!]

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Music Comments: about :30. "With gentle lyricism." "Dolcissimo" in the last half. A very sweet, basically tonal song.

Text Comments: "a shrine to the kind goddess" can be found at the top of the "hill of flowers".

This entry contributed by G&K around 10/14/98.  The contributor(s) looked over the song.

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"Holy Sonnet no. XIV"

Listen to a clip of this song Song 1 (not extractable) from set Songs of Desperation and Comfort
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Music: see index of all cataloged songs by Eaton, John
by Eaton, John (American)
in a 20th Century Classical style
Text: see index of all cataloged songs with texts by Donne, John
by Donne, John (English, 1572 - 1631)
in English
from a gender-neutral perspective

This entry contributed by John Eaton around 3/27/99

Editions:
treble clef, C4 - A5 (original key), medium high tessitura, 1 voice and chamber orchestra: 2,2,2,2; 2,2,2; 2 percussionists; harp, piano; strings (at least 5,4,3,3,1) [GET IT!]

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Music Comments: The first song, a setting of Holy Sonnet no.XIV by John Donne dates from my 19th year. It is the first song of my Song Cycle on Holy Sonnets of John Donne, written for voice and piano, and, in fact, my Opus 1-- meaning that it is the first composition that I felt was written in my own voice. Perhaps because of the high seriousness of the cycle, or its uncompromising difficulty, it is seldom performed these days. Never mind! The first song is such an effective opener, and expresses the theme of desperation so tellingly, that I felt it belonged in this cycle and have orchestrated it for that purpose. Donne's use in his Divine poems of imagery , often violent, from his earlier experiences as a young rake to express the relationship between God and man, is no where more powerful than in this sonnet. The obsessive tri-tones used in the song, preceded by perfect fifth grace notes, displaying even in such a small unit the fall of the Divine in man into dissolution and damnation, are omnipresent and unrelieved until the very end of the song, when the personal pronouns which dominate the text of the sonnet -- "I", "you", and "me" -- are combined by the soloist in a melismatic union as the harmony resolves to a perfect fifth.

Text Comments: (The older pronunciations, or ones based on the older spellings or elisions, have not been adhered to in the musical setting of this sonnet, or in the Excerpt from King Lear.) Batter my heart three person'd God, for, you As yet but knocke, breathe, shine, and seeke to mend; That I may rise, and stand, o'erthrow mee, 'and bend Your force to breake, blowe, burn and make me new. I, like a usurpt town, to'another due, Labour to admit you, but Oh, to no end, Reason your viceroy in mee, mee should defend, But is captiv'd, and proves weake or untrue. Yet dearely'I love you, 'and would be loved faine, But am betroth'd unto your enemie: Divorce mee, 'untie, or breake that knot againe, Take mee to you, imprison mee, for I Except you'enthrall mee, never shall be free, Nor ever chast, except you ravish mee.

This entry contributed by John Eaton around 3/27/99.  The contributor(s) composed the song.

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"Holy Thursday"

Song 7 (extractable) from set Muldoon Songs

Music: see index of all cataloged songs by Hagen, Daron
by Hagen, Daron (American, 1961 - )
in a 20th Century Classical style
Text: see index of all cataloged songs with texts by Muldoon, Paul
by Muldoon, Paul
in English
from a gender-neutral perspective

This entry contributed by G&K around 2/15/99

Editions:
treble clef, C4 - Ab5 (original key), medium high tessitura, 1 voice and 1 piano [GET IT!]

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Music Comments: Simply expressive, half note = 40. Tonal. Three-note (rising a third and returning back down) motive holds song together beautifully. Goes a bit high for a baritone but is not as difficult in tessitura as previous song in cycle ("Vico").

Text Comments: They're kindly here, to let us linger so late, Long after the shutters are up. A waiter glides from the kitchen with a plate Of stew, or some thick soup, And settles himself at the next table one. We know, you and I, that it's over, That something or other has come between Us, whatever we are, or were. The waiter swabs his plate with bread And drains what's left of his wine, Then rearranges, one by one, The knife, the fork, the spoon, the napkin, The table itself, the chair he's simply borrowed, And smiles, and bows to his own absence.

This entry contributed by G&K around 2/15/99.  The contributor(s) looked over the song.

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"Home on the Range"

Listen to a clip of this song Song 3 (extractable) from set American Folk Songs Book 1: The West
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Music: see index of all cataloged songs by Vores, Andy
by Vores, Andy (Welsh, 1956 - )
premiered by William Hite, tenor
in a 20th Century Classical style
Text: see index of all cataloged songs with texts by Anonymous
by Anonymous
in English
from a gender-neutral perspective

This entry contributed by Andy Vores around 11/21/98

Editions:
treble clef, F4 - F5 (original key), medium high tessitura, 1 voice and 1 piano [GET IT!]

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Music Comments: Duration 2:30 A chromatic, slippery setting framed by vaguely churchy music - reminiscent, perhaps, of a harmonium at a revivalist meeting.

This entry contributed by Andy Vores around 11/21/98.  The contributor(s) composed the song.

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"Horizon"

Song 3 (extractable) from set Three Soupault Songs

Music: see index of all cataloged songs by Vores, Andy
by Vores, Andy (Welsh, 1956 - )
in a 20th Century Classical style
Text: see index of all cataloged songs with texts by Soupault, Philippe
by Soupault, Philippe
in French
from a gender-neutral perspective

This entry contributed by Andy Vores around 11/22/98

Editions:
treble clef, A3 - Db5 (original key), medium low tessitura, 1 voice and 1 piano [GET IT!]

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Music Comments: Duration 2:00 A fractured tango, ending in quiet chords evaporating under a melancholy bluesy vocal line.

Text Comments: (Translation) The whole town has come into my room the trees have disappeared and evening clings to my fingers The houses are turning into ocean liners the sound of the sea has just reached me up here In two days we'll arrive in the Congo I've passed the Equator and the Tropic of Capricorn I know there are innumerable hills Notre-Dame hides the Gaurisankar and the Northern Lights night falls drop by drop wait for hours Give me that lemonade and a last cigarette I'm going back to Paris

This entry contributed by Andy Vores around 11/22/98.  The contributor(s) composed the song.

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"How do I Love Thee?"

Song 1 (not extractable) from set Sing Me at Midnight

Music: see index of all cataloged songs by Greer, John
by Greer, John (Canadian, 1954 - )
premiered by Kevin McMillan, baritone
in a 20th Century Classical style
Text: see index of all cataloged songs with texts by Owen, Wilfred
by Owen, Wilfred (British, 1893 - 1918)
in English
from a male perspective

This entry contributed by G&K around 9/16/99

Editions:
treble clef, B3 - F5 (original key), medium tessitura, 1 voice and 1 piano [GET IT!]

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Music Comments: Andante. Beautiful, lyrical, and flowing, with much give and take in the tempo. 2 minutes 45 seconds.

Text Comments: I cannot woo thee as a lion his mate, With proud parade and fierce prestige of presence; Nor thy fleet fancy may I captivate With pastoral attitudes in flow'ry pleasance; Nor will I kneeling court thee with sedate and comfortable plans of husbandhood; Nor file before thee as a Candidate...I cannot woo thee as a lover would. To wrest thy hand from rivals, iron-gloved, Or cheat them by a craft, I am not clever. But I do love thee even as Shakespeare loved, Most gently wild, and desperately for ever, Full-hearted, grave, and manfully in vain, With thought, high pain, and ever vaster pain.

This entry contributed by G&K around 9/16/99.  The contributor(s) looked over the song.

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