Oberlin Percussion Group, cond. Mike Rosen
Percussionists: Adam Sliwinski, Scott Forth, John Tarcza

Passages Nuageux (1994)

Short Takes: 8/1/16

Roop(excerpt)

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The first song from George Hurd's "Echolocation," a subscription-based project focused on creating music made with location-specific audio recordings. This opening track is about Oslo, Norway, and uses sounds recorded entirely within Oslo to conjure the essence of the city both emotionally and physically. Rather than just being inspired by the city's spirit, it is built from raw audio material collected from Oslo's sonic landscape. The end result is a musical representation of it that is both artistic and literal, bringing the place itself into the music.

Every 4-6 weeks will be a new piece based on a new location from my travels in Europe. Next we'll be hitting Germany, Italy, Portugal, Spain, Morocco, Belgium, the Netherlands and more to create a kaleidoscope of music based on places in each country. 

Learn more at www.georgehurd.com/echolocation

Echolocation: Oslo (excerpt)

vibraphone / Andy Meyerson
cello / Doug Machiz

recorded by Zach Miley

made in collaboration with choreographer Robert Dekkers / Post:Ballet
Christian Squires / Rachel Coates, dancers
photo credit: Natalia Perez
postballet.org

3.4.2016 (between us)

Folktek- LUMINIST GARDEN Improv

Mom's poem takes on additional beauty with Kyle's setting.
Kyle Hovatter, 
Judith Spencer
recorded at the Center for New Music, SF Nov 2016

Still Waiting

Performed by Siroko Duo at the Center for New Music in San Francisco, CA on March 25, 2017.

Siroko Duo is Jessie Nucho & Victoria Hauk.

Conversations for Flute Duo

Unwinding II for string quartet (2017)

禅は日本の心です。 
私は週末の朝早くお寺に出かけます。 
そこで、約三時間の座禅を組みます。 
心は次第に、波立っていない水面のように穏やかになっていきます。 
あらゆる環境音、無音は自分の中で意味を持ち始めます。

やがて音は光始めるのです。

Zen 禅　is a Japanese Spirit. 
I go to a temple in the early morning of the weekend. 
Then, I practice the meditation in Zen Buddhism for about 3 hours. 
The heart becomes quiet, gradually like the water surface which is not choppy, but still. 
All environmental sound and non-sound, begin to have a meaning to me . 
Soon the sound begins to shine.

MY GRAVE 
By Ella Wheeler Wilcox 

If, when I die, I must be buried, let 
No cemetery engulph me — no lone grot, 
Where the great palpitating world comes not, 
Save when, with heart bowed down and eyelids wet, 
It pays its last sad melancholy debt 
To some outjourneying pilgrim. May my lot 
Be rather to lie in some much-used spot, 
Where human life, with all its noise and fret, 
Throbs on about me. Let the roll of wheels, 
With all earth’s sounds of pleasure, commerce, love, 
And rush of hurrying feet surge o’er my head. 
Even in my grave I shall be one who feels 
Close kinship with the pulsing world above; 
And too deep silence would distress me, dead.

My Grave (2012) based on the poetry of Ella Wheeler Wilcox

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