Four
days until I return to the States following an absence of twenty odd
years. The last time I visited was the
morning after Lockerbie; I recall how we successfully, sometimes comically, hid
the frightening news from an elderly couple in our party already nervous about
our long flight. I also remember being awoken
half-way across the Atlantic by the unique sensation of an infant’s sharp teeth
biting into my toe; somehow it had ended up at my feet and I never understood
how it came to be quite there. We spent a couple of weeks cruising the oversized plates of Florida’s
restaurants in the company of some confident music world people, while I swerved on an unsteady path between massive intimidation
and massive hangovers.
Over
time, priorities emerge. I am returning
to the States as a proud parent and also as the composer of eight published
piano books. The latter is the reason
for my trip. I am attempting to inform the
American piano community of the repertoire I’ve composed here in London as an
American composer who lives abroad. My
email campaign earlier this year did little to spread news of my work, so I am
now convinced that I must instead use my two feet and travel, I'll hand my books to piano professionals
and music acquisition staff in college libraries.
Each of the three towns I'm planning to visit holds
a different challenge so the preparations have verged on the schizophrenic. I have a concert in New York that’s been organised
by my good friend, artist Julia Warr, who recently made a film with my
music. Julia is suddenly and excitingly planning
things so I will also perform the soundtrack to a live projection of her film during this show. I’m
giving a lecture recital at the University of Missouri- St Louis to Dr Barbara Harbach's "Women in the Arts International Conference", so I need to teach myself the art of
public speaking.
And then some very lovely icing on the cake awaits. In the small town of Warrensberg just outside Kansas, a critical piano music project is just about to begin and I’m taking a four hour train ride (allowing me to have my only real view of America this time) in order to interview the originators for International Piano magazine. So I must learn to use the digital Dictaphone I bought for this task, as well as the camera I’ve borrowed to take shots for the magazine. After the interview I will get to meet the pianist James Cockman III who was the first player in the world to take up my work and who is also a guest editor for one of my books. It is a strange and lovely world that this pianist happens to live a sneeze away from where I was visiting anyway! Even though I ran out of time to timetable a meeting with him, we worked it out so that James will kindly drive me to the airport and I will switch on my Dictaphone and interview him about his life in piano while he drives.
And then some very lovely icing on the cake awaits. In the small town of Warrensberg just outside Kansas, a critical piano music project is just about to begin and I’m taking a four hour train ride (allowing me to have my only real view of America this time) in order to interview the originators for International Piano magazine. So I must learn to use the digital Dictaphone I bought for this task, as well as the camera I’ve borrowed to take shots for the magazine. After the interview I will get to meet the pianist James Cockman III who was the first player in the world to take up my work and who is also a guest editor for one of my books. It is a strange and lovely world that this pianist happens to live a sneeze away from where I was visiting anyway! Even though I ran out of time to timetable a meeting with him, we worked it out so that James will kindly drive me to the airport and I will switch on my Dictaphone and interview him about his life in piano while he drives.
There are ten key music colleges and
libraries in the three locations where I want to show my books and do what I
can to encourage the faculties and players to take up my repertoire.
I’ve been reading a book about Bach’s early life which describes how he travelled around in
great discomfort to further his life in music; often on foot for over a hundred
miles, and usually with little or no welcome at the other end. Taking inspiration from this, I will try not feel intimidated by the lack of a welcoming committee. My cause is the continuation of the piano
repertoire in the line of the great composers who wrote tunes before me. Several colleges I have contacted have still
not given me the green light to go in, but go in I will! I have not spent 19
years creating a whole new repertoire to then do less than the maximum it takes
to push it forward.
In
addition to my lecture notes, Dicataphone and camera, I am packing my boxing
gloves and a smile.