. . . . Sometimes poets guilelessly pen verse for the joy of writing. Sometimes painters and artists simply paint to express their inner joy – or turmoil – and create a moment in time that is meant to be “personal.” And sometimes composers – or even the performing musician – unpretentiously write or play for no other provocation than for the inner joy of expressing themselves in music. These are the special joys that creative people seem to relish in during their day-to-day lives - It’s like having a secret source for the release of the cares . . or joys . . or disappointments . . or vexation of the moment.
It sure beats kicking the dog. (Which, of course, I would never do.) I’m not sure from whence this composition emerged. I really wanted to write a dashing and energetic piece. It’s been a great fall semester and I’ve had some wonderful events (and awards) come my way, and it seemed like a great time for “celebration” music. And yet, here’s this gentle, almost introspective, composition.
It is what it is. Enjoy.
