Here’s the second movement, Waiting, of Travelogue. The title refers to many different kinds of waiting during travel, many of which are less than pleasant. I wrote some (possibly cryptic) quasi-poetric instructions to the pianist, in lieu of expression markings:
Play as a fugue. State with precise rhythms. Gradually emerge from the fugue state afflicting your performance.This movement is not a fugue, but at times resembles one. Ideally, its harmonies would help to invoke impressions of a psychological fugue state, but the MP3 below, computer-generated and un-tweaked as it is, does not achieve this goal:
This is the first piece on this blog that’s more than one page long. See the entire score here.
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