Composer’s Blog #1
Now that I am sitting down to write about my adventures I realized, that it may have seemed like I disappeared from the world for a couple years. You’d be surprised just how easy that can be when your living on an island in the middle of the Pacific Ocean: Molokai, HI. I was flying from Molokai to Oahu on a weekly basis to take piano lessons from Jonathan Korth, a professor at the University of Hawaii at Manoa.
I spent my days composing from the second story of my house that overlooked miles upon miles of sand. The ocean waves crashed through the night, not even stopping for a restless composer. I was taken in by the serenity on Molokai. People accepted you for what you are, without judgement and predications. It was so easy to lose myself in the sand, to get swept away from all my worries by the rustling of the trees. Looking back now I can definitely say that my time on Molokai will not…could not be forgotten.
I’ve been composing my second album for longer than originally planned. As with everything in life, it seemed inevitable that there would be predicaments and quandaries along the way. Indeed there was one that had never occurred to me before. Sitting down at the piano I realized that I could not play any of my pieces on this album. They were impossibly challenging: three handed melodies, notes jumping over spans of octaves, and no thought given to how a pianist might play the flurry of notes.
I had it all planned out. I assumed I could perform my compositions and they would magically sound beautiful! The grueling work of endless practicing could be forgotten. Alas, it was not to be. Now I was confronted with my greatest enemy, the metronome. I feared this day would come since the first time I heard the monotonous ticking.
Befriending the metronome is my greatest technical feat in my musical career. Now all that’s left is to master the seven compositions from my second album, “A Brilliant Awakening.” Which honestly, doesn’t seem so daunting after reconnecting with my long time nemesis. My repetive practice has become a daily ritual I now find myself unable to be without. I can see a sliver of light at the end of the tunnel as i’m completing my second album.
I am now living in Ojai, CA. I’m beginning to share my latest compositions that were once numerous dots on lines and spaces. But now they have become much more. They’ve become musical ventures that through the piano as a medium I’m able to express to you the stories of my life these past few years.