Rainbows - Into The Woods (Demo)

Saturday 25 June Hour 1

The View From L.A. - Aug. 7, 2023

This is the 1980 composition "Triple Chase" by my father Gerald Wilson.  This performance was captured by Alex Chaloff at Blue Whale, Downtown Los Angeles, September 2013.  It was our honor to present a selection of my father's music during that performance.  Solo 1: Alto Sax, Matt Zebley; Solo 2: Tenor Sax, Matt Otto; Solo 3: Baritone Sax, Adam Schroeder; Trades by Anthony Wilson, guitar & Josh Nelson, piano; Mark Ferber, drums; Hamilton Price, bass; Gilbert Castellanos, trumpet; Alan Ferber, trombone.

Triple Chase -- composed by Gerald Wilson, adapted for nonet by Anthony Wilson

Live at Blue Whale, September 2013
A full set of music from the nonet
Anthony Wilson, Matt Zebley, Mark Ferber, Josh Nelson, Gilbert Castellanos, Alan Ferber, Matt Otto, Hamilton Price, Adam Schroeder
© Goat Hill Music © Goat Hill Recordings

"Tokyo Wednesday" -- 4 movement suite for Nonet -- by Anthony Wilson

Anthony Wilson Nonet ::: Live at Blue Whale, Los Angeles
September 2013
Mark Ferber, drums; Alan Ferber, trombone; Gilbert Castellanos, trumpet; Josh Nelson, piano; Matt Otto, tenor saxophone; Matt Zebley, alto saxophone; Adam Schroeder, baritone saxophone; Hamilton Price, bass.  
Recorded by Alex Chaloff
photo © 2011 Ian Gittler

In a Silent Way / Walk Tall

Jamieson Trotter's modern arrangement of an Artie Shaw classic.

Moonray

© 2015 Goat Hill Recordings
US Release March 18, 2016

01 She Won't Look Back

05 Silver And Flint

©2009 Steel Bird Music, BMI

Josh Nelson- piano/composer
Tom Catanzaro- tenor sax
Charles Altura- guitar
Hamilton Price- bass
Kevin Kanner- drums

Nebulous

A choral work for mixed SATB choir, soprano soloist, and piano. Commissioned by Xavier University Music Department, on the celebration of 50 years of the university becoming co-ed. 

Features texts by Cincinnati poet Alice Cary, Xavier English Dept. faculty Anne McCarty, Kristen Renzi, and History Dept. chair Kathleen Smythe. 

Thanks to Polina Bespalko, Rachel Chrastil, Megan Boyd, and Shannon Byrne for making this possible. 

©2019 Steel Bird Music (BMI)
I. To Solitude
II. The Women with the Hungry Eyes III. Fifty Years
IV. Courage over Comfort

I. "To Solitude"
by Alice Cary

I am weary of the working,
Weary of the long, blind struggle
I am weary drifting, driving
  Like a helmless bark at sea;
 Weary of the long day’s heat;
 Kindly, comfortable spirit,
 To thy comfortable bosom,
 Wilt thou give thyself to me?
 Wilt thou take me, spirit sweet?
 Give thy birds to sing me sonnets?
  Give thy winds my cheeks to kiss?
 For a pathway bright and high,—
 And thy mossy rocks to stand for
 Weary of the dimly dying
 The memorials of our bliss?
 Hopes that never quite all die.
 I in reverence will hold thee,
 Weary searching a bad cipher
 Never vexed with jealous ills,
 For a good that must be meant;
 Though thy wild and wimpling waters
 Discontent with being weary,—
 Wind about a thousand hills.
 Weary with my discontent.
 I am weary of the trusting
 Where my trusts but torments prove;
 Wilt thou keep faith with me? wilt thou
 Be my true and tender love?

II. The Woman with the Hungry Eyes (for Theda Bara)
by Anne McCarty

My father taught me to tailor
so I tailored myself.
The “nice Jewish girl from Cincinnati” Now an Arab born in the shadow of the Sphinx.
The whole world turned into human eyes and I gazed back.
It paid to be silent,
gesturing desire,
jealousy, hate, love, and devotion.
in pantomime, keeping pace with the director’s metronome.
Women lead double lives—
many names, one role:
The Unchastened Woman, Cleopatra, Salome, The Devil’s Daughter, The Vixen, hell’s handmaiden,
the wickedest woman in the world, vicious to the core, and cruel.
The stake is always looking for a way into our hearts.
The heart adapts to deserts, the Sahara my home, where the bitter apple grows,
the creeping plant, tall lovegrass, the fig, orange, and acacia.
I am my own oasis.
Once pictures started talking,
it was my turn to be the watcher.
In velvet seats of the picture house, film flickering on our faces.
jealousy, hate, love, and devotion.

III. Fifty Years
by Kathleen Smythe, Kristen Renzi and Dan Wells

Fifty years doesn’t feel that long from when
we were thought too different to get along.
Coming so far, we’ve yet further to go
She was once young, radiant and graceful.
Eyes cerulean deep, reflecting faces from the bottom of the sea.
Golden hair, rays stolen from early Phoebus ascending his blinding throne. Slender, moving, gay, dancing.
Silken poise untamed behind the warming coal red lips of her soul. 
She danced and smiled through fifty years.

Over Millenia

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Nebulous

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