FOR CHAMBER ORCHESTRAEDWARD RYANInstrumentation.Winds2 Flutes.2 Oboe.2 Clarinet in Bb.2 Bassoon.Brass2 Horns in F.2 Tenor Trombone.PercussionTimpani - 4 drums, 32'', 28'', 25'', 23'', encompassing pitches G2 to Ab4.StringsComposed Febuary 2011, Los Angeles, CA. Revised November 2011.Duration approximately 7:20.Program Notes:
is an elaborate musical joke, an episodic series of good-natured jabs against harmonic function andexpectation.
The first and second strains of the piece focus on the improper resolution of dominant-functioningchords, while the third focuses on contrapuntal tension, pedal tones, and tense timbres used in odd ways.The piece is sarcastic by nature. Although the pitch material may invoke neo-classicism, it lacks neo-classicism's senseof delicacy or sweetness. It lazily shifts between languorousness and intensity, purposely leading the listener's ear in allthe wrong directions.
ends with a fugue which, like the rest of the piece, is filled with misdirection. It tries to sit within threegenre at the same time, and fearlessly shambles through all of them. The piece ends not with cruel sarcasm, but witha sense of peace - an indication that this is all a joke in good humor - through a gigantic open third that spans thefurthest reaches of the chamber orchestra.The word
comes from a old short story from the Ukranian author Valodya Ivanov:An old man, frustrated with the dregs of modernity, cried out to the heavens, demanding a return totradition, old work, and old values. He was sick of the factory that belched smoke and darkened the air, his newlyindependent wife and unruly children, and the monolithic government that watched over them all. And by somecosmic twist of fate, heaven, that day, listened.As the old Russian man walked by the old pond, now black with smoke and tar, a fish waded out and introduceditself. Its name was Nakataleroux, and gifted the old man with a miraculous power: by invoking the fish's name,the old man could destroy the vestiges of modern life - remove them without a trace.Excited by this, the man immediately ran off to work. He placed his hand on the enormous brick wall of the factoryand uttered "Nakataleroux" - and to his disbelief, the factory utterly vanished.He then ran home, only to be confronted by his wife. News had traveled fast, and the town had already erupted inpanic. Without the factory, where would they work? How would the townspeople support their families?His wife, upset and hysterical, demanded that he find a job immediately, and threatened to throw him out of the house in the meantime. She even dared suggest that she work, since he was obviously incapable of holding a job. This suggestion enraged the man, and he, in a fit of rage, turned on her, uttering that strange word -"Nakataleroux". His wife and children instantaneously disappeared.He then, at that moment, realized the gross error of his ways. He had lost his work, his family. His town was inshambles. The man wandered back to that old pond, pondering his fate. He had hated modernity, but failed torealize that he himself was a modern man. Gazing into the still-dirty water, he found his distorted image gazing back.He uttered but one word - "Nakataleroux" - and himself disappeared forever.