A fun swing of the Pendulum

It was another interesting Pendulum series concert last night at the University of Colorado. This series is a venue for student composers to show their works, along with tried and true works from known composers.

This is the second (or third?) time that I've heard music by Elisabeth Anne Comninellis. Last night's "flight" for 8 performers was quite nice. She explained who the movements were named for, introducing me to someone I'd never hear of, Sir William Cayley. As it turns out, after a few blind alleys on Google, it was Sir GEORGE Cayley she was composing about. Regardless, the music was fine and ended with the performers disappearing ala Haydn's "Farewell" Symphony with the solo trumpet, Greg Simon, serenading the audience. If my memory serves correctly, at an earlier Pendulum series she had string quartet members move to different locations on the stage and exit individually. Must be her thing, I guess.

Hunter Ewan, a very frequent contributing composer for Pendulum, premiered his "Red River Folk Tales", a choral piece set to his own poem about growing up. Ewan has done some nice electronic music before and had an interesting "live" electronic piece done at the CU Black Box Theater with Terry Sawchuck on "processed trumpet". Here in "Tales" Ewan displayed a nice touch for choral composing. The University Choir, under Jeffrey Gemmell, sang and enunciated well, though reading along helped. I enjoyed it and thought it reminded me of the current choral superstar, Eric Whitacre. Perhaps it would have sounded better without the electronics in the background, completely a capella.

A piece by Steve Reich for 4 violins, "Violin Phase", illustrated sound shifting. The ending was amusing with the violinists ending simultaneously, as planned, and then looking at the audience with a strong sense of relief.

The concert ended with Warren Benson's "Passing Bell" with the CU Wind Symphony. It was, to say the least, loud, almost overwhelming the auditorium. I enjoyed it but was amused watching some in the audience hold their ears during the crescendos. I felt sorry for the poor harpist, plucking away for all she was worth and still being completely drowned out by the winds. For some reason I never considered the harp a wind instrument -- live and learn.