[Music] Orchestral Sonata II
My wonderful wife gave me a copy of Session Strings Pro for Christmas, and this is its first outing. I’m very impressed by the sound and precision of Session Strings — especially
[Music] Rising
It’s been a while since I last wrote a wholly-orchestral piece. As I was writing this one, I toyed with the idea of turning it into an industrial piece, à la Conflagration,
Emmanuel: God with us
My wife and I have just finished our Christmas carols album, “Emmanuel: God with us”. On it, you’ll find brand new orchestral arrangements of ten great carols. It’s available for digital download
[Music] Lament
About a month ago, I was playing around on the piano, and I came up with a fragment of melody that I couldn’t get out of my head. I played with it,
Dauntless
As you might have noticed, if you listen to much of my orchestral music, I really like writing epic, syncopated scores with great big horn melodies (and little flute ones) that float
Songpack #1
[Download archive] I’ve uploaded an archive of my music for easier download. This archive currently contains eighteen tracks, eight of which are no longer available anywhere else! The tracks included in this
Ink and parchment
Composed: Tuesday, November 25, 2008 (Download) I have wrapped my heart in ink and parchment, and cast it into your sea. [Audio clip: view full post to listen]
Nightfall
Composed: Monday, August 18, 2008 (Download) A companion piece to “Drifting”. Also in 7/8, with many of the same stylistic elements. It’s much more brooding, however, and simpler in its execution. [Audio
Perdition
Composed: Wednesday, July 16, 2008 (Download) Him the Almighty Power/Hurl’d headlong . . . /To bottomless perdition, there to dwell — John Milton (Although it wasn’t inspired by that quotation, it fits
Hold me close
Composed: Tuesday, May 13, 2008 (Download) A very simple waltz which crescendoes throughout. [Audio clip: view full post to listen]
Drifting
Composed: Sunday, May 11, 2008 (Download) Dawn. Another day at sea. He’s lost count how many days it’s been. Fifteen? Sixteen? Not much water left now. He lies on his back in