It’s late enough that probably everyone has gone to sleep or is out partying in that fuzzy world where beer helps us forget everything else.
But I’ll just post this anyway, to help myself think.
About 3 months ago, I posted THIS about a guy in our symphony who died. (Possibly/probably suicide).
His memorial service was last Thursday (they kept him on ice an extra long time because they had to wait for his brother to get home from overseas).
Since he was an excellent trumpet player, I’ve been trying to think of a way to pay tribute to that by composing a piece we can play at one of our concerts. A requiem of sorts.
I haven’t started writing anything yet; I’m still thinking about it.
One doesn’t usually associate trumpet solos with sadness and grieving. So therein lies the challenge.
If I end up starting (and finishing) something, I’ll post it here.