Daniel Goode

Composer & Performer

Tag: Composition

Robert Dick Performs William Hellermann

Robert Dick performs William Hellermann’s
solo flute masterpiece
Three Weeks in Cincinnati in December

Sunday, September 18, 2016 at 7:30 PM

The Loft of Daniel Goode and Ann Snitow
167 Spring Street – bell #3
New York, NY  10012
subways: E. C, 6, 1, N and R

tickets $15/ $10
no advance reservations

Can you imagine a piece that combines the athleticism of an uphill marathon run on a continuously steepening course with an ethereal, other-worldly sound that takes you out of-body?

I’m excited to invite you to a truly rare experience, the first performance in decades of Bill Hellermann’s extraordinary solo flute piece Three Weeks in Cincinnati in December.  The athleticism in this piece is a non-stop circular breathing run for close to an hour!  And what is being circular breathed?  A highly evolved, gorgeous multiphonic world shimmering though a continuous breath tremolo!   This incredible duality between the physical and ethereal makes for a musical and emotional experience unlike any other.  Those who heard the premiere of this piece at Phill Niblock’s loft in 1979 remember it vividly.

Before I coalesced my identity as a composer-performer, there was a period in the 1970s when I asked a number of composers to write works for me.  Of the solo flute pieces from that time, Three Weeks…  is by far the most unique and indeed the very best.

I’ve wanted to revive this work for quite some time, and now it’s happening!  I’ll be recording Three Weeks in Cincinnati in December for New World Records on September 21 and 22, and this public performance is a celebration of the work and the wonderful friendship and collaboration between Bill and I that made it possible.

I’ll also be performing two of my pieces for solo contrabass flute, Afterimage, Before and Our Cells Know.  An extremely athletic work in its own, maximally percussive way, Afterimage, Before is surely the first flute work dedicated to Ginger Baker, my favorite rock drummer.  Our Cells Know, the title track of my recent solo contrabass flute CD on Tzadik Records, is a lyric work dedicated to the beautiful spirit of Stephanie Stone.

Bill Hellermann on Three Weeks in Cincinnati in December:

“Three Weeks in Cincinnati in December is the last of four compositions I wrote In the late 70’s for solo instruments. They all feature a focus on a specific instrumental technique that was both unusual and difficult. Three Weeks… was exceptional in that it featured three such techniques taking place simultaneously: circular breathing for close to one hour,  a continuous diaphragm tremolo, and a succession of beautiful yet very challenging multiponics.. The piece was conceived of and written in close collaboration with the extraordinary flute virtuoso, Robert Dick. Without his involvement I would never have dared to write such a piece and without him it never could have been performed. The intent of all the pieces in the group of four was to explore the special tension attained through the intense physical and mental focus demanded of the performer. This results in sounds I feel have a very complex, not entirely predictable, beauty.

The title is from a chance remark made by Peter Gordon during a conversation around the time I was finishing this piece.”

Bill Hellermann graduated from the Univ. of Wisconsin in Mechanical Engineering and arrived in NYC in 1962, where he performed in the Village as Guilliermo Brillante, flamenco guitarist. Following a series of minor miracles he became a composition student of Stefan Wolpe’s, got a DMA in Composition at Columbia, did post graduate studies with Morton Feldman at the Chock Full of Nuts at 116th & Broadway and wound up in SoHo exhibiting sculpture, scores, and photographs, as well as composing and performing.  In the 70’s he was a curator at PS 1, The Clocktower and the Alternative Museum, where he launched the first exhibitions of sound sculpture and audio art — in the process bringing into usage the term “Sound Art.” Among his many awards is a Prix de Rome from The American Academy in Rome.

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Clarinet Quintet: Score

for clarinet in A and string quartet
—in one movement—

Clarinet Quintet – 15:07

Click Score to View in Entirety
Clarinet Quintet.partial score.jpg

A Kind Note From Composer Noah Creshevsky

From: Noah Creshevsky
Date: February 29, 2016 2:14:55 PM EST
To: Daniel Goode
Subject: Your clarinet quintet

Dear Daniel,

That is such a beautiful piece–written on a quite large scale, technically assured, expressive, and–yes, a rare word–inspired!

I had great pleasure hearing it now. Thank you for posting it.

My best to you,
Noah

Offer to the Vatican: Critical Mass

I would like to offer to the Vatican at no charge, the lyrics to my 2007 musical composition, Critical Mass. Here they are:

CRITICAL MASS, parts I & II                 text by Daniel Goode

I.
A spector is haunting America, a spirit is haunting America, a spirit of secular joy, of peace and community, enough for all, a spirit for us to enjoy.
Non credo in deo, non credo.
Oo-hoo-hoo a-ha-ha oo-hoo-hoo a-ha hoo-hoo-hoo ha-ha-ha hoo-hoo-hoo ha-ha.
Non credo in deo, non credo, non credo.
Oo-hoo-hoo a-ha-ha oo-hoo-hoo a-ha hoo-hoo-hoo ha-ha-ha hoo-hoo-hoo ha-ha.
Non credo, non credo, non credo, non credo.
Hoo ha ha Hoo ha Hoo ha Hoo ha Hoo ha Hoo ha Hoo ha Hoo ha Hoo ha Hoo ha Hoo ha Hoo ha. Non credo in deo, no, no, no!
“Credo in us.” Thank you, John Cage! Credo in us!
A spector is haunting America. “[A]merica.” Thank-a-you, Lenny Bernstein. A spirit is haunting America, a spirit of secular joy. Joy, joy, joy, joy, joy, joy, joy, joy, joy, joy, joy, joy, joy, joy, j, j, j, j, j, j, j, j, j, j, j, j, oooo! a spirit of sexual joy, sec, sec, sec, sec, sec, se-cuh-la, se-cuh-la, se-cuh-la, se-cuh-la, oooo!
Non credo in deo, non credo. No, no, no!
A mass for us, a mass for all, for us, for peace and community, planet, our home. Non credo, non credo in deo, non credo, non credo in deo. O, O. Let’s meditate. Open the gate! For all, for us. Thank you, Pauline.* Sing any note, open your throat! Ah… Ah… Ah… Say any thing, then make it sing! Open your throat! Sing any note. Ah……

II.
We believe in We believe in We believe in We—oo-ahh-ee-oo-ahh. Non non non credo-do-do-do-do-do, non credo in deo—ahh-oo-ee-ahh-oo.
We believe in We believe in We believe in We.
The suffering’s real, but death you don’t feel, shed your fears, then your tears, we are here, so are you, dear.
They say they speak in tongues, then why do they support the guns? We’ll show them where we put our tongues: aye-ee, ee-oh, you-ee, oh-aye, oh-wah, oh wah, ya-you, wah-ee.
It’s guns that kill people, not people, not people, it’s guns that kill people plus people plus people, oo-ah-oo-ah-oo-ah-oo-ah-oo. People plus people plus guns that kill people, it’s people plus people plus bombs that kill people. It’s guns, put them down!—oo-ah-oo-ah-oo-ah-oo-ah-oo. Thank you, Meredith Monk, oo-ah-oo-ah-oo-ah-oo-ah-oo.
Now it’s your turn to thank some one, come on! come on! come on! come on! Thank some one! Thank some one!—oo-ah-oo-ah-oo-ah-oo-ah-oo. Thank some one on any note…
The suffering’s real, but death you don’t feel, shed your fears, then your tears, we are here, so are you, dear.
Endlessness forever is all we can divine. If that’s divine, that’s fine.
We are alone with each other, there is no other. If that’s divine, that’s fine.
Love, then experience, then: make the world a better place to live. That’s where we live and thrive.
There is no proof that any one has ever gone to heaven or hell.
Faith, they say, is proof, but to them we say: oh poof, oh poof! Oh poof, oh poof, poof poof poof poof poof poof poof poof poof poof poof.
Air is divine. In and out, breath! Air is divine, is fine, is fine.
Let in the thought of what is sought. Hm, hm, hm, hm.
Bring on the dance, let in the trance-ce-ce-ce-ce. Bring on the dance, let in the trance-ce-ce-ce-ce. Let in the trance, ce, ce, ce, ce, ce, ce, ce, ce, ce, ce. ce, ce, ce, ce, ce, ce, ce ce, ce, ce, ce, ce, ce, ce, ce, ce, ce, ce, ce, ce, ce, ce, ce, ce, ce, ce, ce, ce, ce, ce, ce, ce, ce, ce, ce, ce, ce, ce, ce.

* “Pauline” is composer, Pauline Oliveros who composed Sonic Meditations
c 2005 by Daniel Goode

Hymn from the One Word Opera

I’m offering to the European Union at no cost, my new “Hymn from the One Word Opera” to replace the current European Union hymn, Beethoven’s Ode to Joy. It’s time for an update! So here is the score and a sound file for your enjoyment. I lowered the key in the score for easier singing. I think it’s both beautiful and appropriate. Hope you do too.

All the best,
Daniel

Hymn from the One Word Opera

Composer’s Voice: For His 6th Birthday

I am pleased to announce the premiere of For His 6th Birthday, a piece selected for a series of 15 one minute solos to be performed by acclaimed soprano Beth Griffith. See below for event details:

Composer’s Voice Concert
Sunday, September 25, 2011 – 1:00 PM
Jan Hus Church, 351 East 74th Street
New York City

The concert is FREE. They are accepting donations of food, toiletries, and clothing for the Homeless Outreach & Advocacy Program.

Concert Program
Barthory-Kit  –  …daar zaten wij…
Danforth  –  These Sounds
Drexler  –  Soaring
Fabella  –  Easter Mood
Goode  –  For His 6th Birthday
Longo  –  My Name
Madsen  –  The Singing of the Waves
Marshall  –  double
Menacho  –  peom
Nikoladze  –  pak Sizaalaa
Rolle  –  Beautiful Noise
Rubin  –  Still South I Went
Schindler  –  Soonata for Symphony Orchestra
Vollinger  –  who are you waving at
Walters  –  Sardoodledom