Some People consider my music to be atonal while others say it just has an abundance of dissonance in it. Steve (SOS) once said that my music is mostly just Wrong note consonance, hence the name of the piece.
It is around 5 minutes long right now, but I don't think I am finished with it yet, even though there is an ending to it.
My original intent with this was to compose a piece about Crusaders and the Holy wars. Then it became more toward any war. We as humans love to go to war. If we win, we as a people all feel good about ourselves. The families of the casualties also get to feel good that their loved one died a hero's death. The losers get to feel good about not dieing.
When someone wins a sporting event, they are happy and feel good about themselves. Put them in that same event and add the possibility of dieing and when they survive, they feel better than just good, they feel great!!
So for human beings, war is just a way of making us feel good. Wars have little to do about land or power... It is about the need to feel good.
This piece deals with my thoughts about war and the reasons of why we love to do it.
I started this piece back in December and finally finished it a few days ago and have been playing with the rendering ever since.
Once again, this piece was composed in Sibelius and effects were added in Sonar. All of the instruments are either GPO or JABB.
An interesting work with a lot of ideas.
Have you checked your panning set-up? It seems to me like the sound is squeezed into 1 channel.
When new instruments enter, the total sound diminishes. I think spreading would help.
I've discovered from this forum that panning and reverb really affect
I see what you mean. I have been so intent on getting Sonar up and running that sometimes I would get lazy and only put a few instruments into seperate channels and I think that is what I did here. I did all of the effects work in Sonar, so I just took a dry wav from Sib and that was the lazy way to do it.
I'm sure that was a boxnet short term problem, because it works now.
I really like this. You can hear the battles between good and evil or the greedy and the generous or living and dying. A ripe mixture of sonorities to boggle the mind. Your title makes me feel like a godfather.
Rarely do I name a piece before I compose. This one had the name Crusader on it before the first note was inserted. After it was roughed in, It just hit me that the rest of the name had to have something to do with Wrong Note Consonance, so I just put the two together.
So you are indeed the Godfather. Someday you may have to come to me and ask me a favor and I will be obliged to perform whatever task awaits me. Sorry, that's a different kind of Godfather.
BTW I really like the name of this piece!
I know that there is a lot going on in this piece, most of mine seem to do that.
Since you were very young when you got that 363, I'm sure it didn't feel as good as it did to others in your family who more understood what it meant. My brother had a high 300 as well, so we didn't have to worry.
I joined the Navy in 1976, so by then, that war was over. According to Congress, I served during peacetime, so they cut my benefits. Yet the bullets that went zipping over my head while I was in, didn't seem to realize it was peacetime.
I had a friend on a ship that was torpedoed and sunk from underneath him. He was also considered to be a peacetime sailor.
Some things just cannot be be done verbally. I am glad you caught that.
I can't say I've ever found anything whatever about war
that made me feel good; neither being missed by bullets
nor hit by them. It's an interesting theory, though; humans
are peculiar animals, and I think there's some truth in what
you say. Quite a bit of it, in fact.
And if it seems barbaric, well... perhaps it's testimony that
only our weapons, not our sensibilities, have grown more
sophisticated across the eons.
Definitely one of your more interesting excursions, Ron.
There's more formal structure and development hiding
in it. And some of the harmonic work -- much enjoyed...
there's quite a bit more variety and adventure in this
than many of your other efforts... bite and direction to
it. Just when I was about to send you a bag of flats
and sharps, you seem to have grown a fine crop of them
in your own garden... lol!
Seriously, I've never found your procedures particularly
dissonant; indeed, rather the contrary. This effort
strikes me as an expansion of your language, and a