The UW Composition program presents an evening of works by student composers Eddie Mospan, Alex Ryan, Ryan Baker, and Nicholas Mendonsa, plus an improv session with UW composers and friends.
Program
minimal counterpoint — Eddie Mospan
Hanu Nahm, violin
Mica Weiland, viola
Eddie Mospan, contrabass
Run for It — Alex Ryan
Justin Zeitlinger, violin
Cory Chen, cello
Kaisho Barnhill, piano
untitled — Ryan Baker
for fixed media
imaginary webbing of the mouth — Nicholas Mendonsa
Nicholas Mendonsa, electric guitar
Justin Zeitlinger, viola
Eddie Mospan, contrabass
Kaisho Barnhill, piano
Improv Session — featuring UW composers & friends
Program Notes
maginary webbing of the mouth -- Nicholas Mendonsa
Early in my time in this program I’d aimed for high concept meta ideas, with varying degrees of (un)success. Ironically, the bigger the idea, the smaller the performing forces I worked with.
During a composition lesson last spring I’d started scheming a piece for strings, with the suggestion of adding piano. Starting to work with my initial materials (a relatively scalar set of 6 pitches) I suddenly wondered, “why the hell am I writing for strings?” The idea I had at the time struck me as vapid, with an underlying assumption of obligation.
My gym session listening has lately often comprised of works by, among others, Alfred Schnittke, Giacinto Scelsi, and the university’s own Joël-François Durand (no kidding. I love wailing on my pecs to this stuff). Initially unbeknownst to me, over time I’d moved beyond my impulses towards meta-conceptuality and reengaged my fundamental love of sound. Being a synesthete I decided merely to generate my own sensational side effects, and since I didn’t care for the harmonic/melodic ideas of the aforementioned endeavor, I decided I didn’t need scale or melody. Inspired by Scelsi and Durand (and enjoying the oral sensations the sonic textures triggered) I reduced the harmonic material to a single note, microtonally varied while weaving a degree measured chaos through clashing rhythmic subdivisions of attack and movement, while the piano offers a (very) basic nod to spectralist philosophy while satiating my love of apocalyptic low end. Now I’d found my necessity to write for strings.
This is, in effect, my reset.