I made a little carnival waltz in MuseScore, and decided to keep the MuseScore honkytonk piano soundfont to maximize the cheap carousel sound.

Rondo Alla Carnie (Song-a-Week 2024/5: Carousel)

This week, I made another string quartet piece. For whatever reason, I interpreted "rush" as syncopation: the first theme is syncopated. Then, I made a second theme in 7/8 which feels like 4/4 but "rushed" because it's missing an eighth note at the end (1 and 2 and 3 and 4 | 1 and 2 and 3 and 4 | 1 ...).

Rush (Song-a-Week 2024/6)

I've been wanting to make a slower piece and to work with harmonics for a bit, and this theme seemed fitting.

I tried to make it very much the opposite of a love song: cold, lonely, isolated.

Down with Love (Song-a-Week 2024/7)

Crocus Groove (Song-a-Week 2024/8: Controlled Distractions)

Leap Day (Song-a-Week 2024/9)

Sonatina (Song-a-Week 2024/10)

Invention (Song-a-Week 2024/11)

Equinox (Song-a-Week 2024/12)

Solastalgia (Song-a-Week 2024/13)

Lullaby (Song-a-Week 2024/14: A Song for Children)

Miniature for Flute and Piano (Song-a-Week 2024/15)

A string piece based on the poem Adolescence, by Claude McKay.

Adolescence

There was a time when in late afternoon
    The four-o’clocks would fold up at day’s close
Pink-white in prayer, and ’neath the floating moon
    I lay with them in calm and sweet repose.

And in the open spaces I could sleep,
    Half-naked to the shining worlds above;
Peace came with sleep and sleep was long and deep,
    Gained without effort, sweet like early love.

But now no balm—nor drug nor weed nor wine—
    Can bring true rest to cool my body’s fever,
Nor sweeten in my mouth the acid brine,
    That salts my choicest drink and will forever.

- Claude McKay (public domain)

Adolescence (Song-a-Week 2024/16: Coming of Age)

Prelude in D Minor (Song-a-Week 2024/28)

Prelude In D Dorian (Song-a-Week 2024/30)

Song-a-week 2025, Week 1

F#m A D

Come closer lover 
Let your fingers tangle in my hair
Hold me tighter
And sway around the kitchen

When I'm down, in the dark
Touch my cheek, squeeze my arm
Whisper soft and love me slow 

Tell me how to see myself the way you do

Cold this time of year. 
But the house will keep us warm. 
This place were made home.
For us and all we love. 

When I'm down, in the dark
Touch my cheek, squeeze my arm
Whisper soft and love me slow 

Tell me how to see myself the way you do

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