PROGRAM
Allan Laiño, Artistic Director
Arman Amini, Executive Director
Sean Burns, Principal Pianist
LeighAnne Markaity, Artistic Administrator
GARDEN
from String Quartet - Reminisces of Childhood
Music by Daniel Lu
Marlisa Woods, violin 1
Asali McIntyre, violin 2
Mary Dausch, viola
Erin Murphy Snedecor, cello
A Note from the Composer
I wrote this string quartet in the summer of 2024 as an accessible piece for chamber get togethers as well as youth chamber ensembles. The three movement work is titled, "Reminiscences of Childhood" as it evokes images of my trip to Taiwan in 1987. The first movement, which will open this program, is named "Garden" in memory of my late grandmother's rooftop garden. I have vivid memories of walking around in that garden and relishing the bonsai trees as well as the rain showers. I feel a lot of resonance between this work and the last movement of The Phoenix and that resonance came to the forefront during an early rehearsal of the work. My extra-musical associations around my quartet are rich and numerous but I believe that one of my roles as a composer is to bring the listener's own personal story to the foreground in addition to painting my own world in a performance.
—Daniel Lu
SPIRITUAL
Text & Music by Ysaÿe M. Barnwell
Cain’t no one know at sunrise how this day is gonna end.
Cain’t no one know at sunset if the next day will begin.
In this world of trouble and woe,
a person had better be ready to go.
We look for things to stay the same,
but in the twinkling of an eye, everything can be changed
The troubles of this world fill our hearts with rage
from Soweto, to Stonewall, Birmingham and LA
We are searching for hope that lies within ourselves
as we fight against misogyny, race hatred, and blame.
An Earth Song
Music by Marques Garrett
Text by Langston Hughes
I have been waiting long
It’s an earth song, it’s a spring song.
And I’ve been waiting long for a spring song.
Strong as the shoots of a new plant
Strong as the bursting of new buds
Strong as the coming of the first child from its mother’s womb.
Allan Laiño, Artistic Director
SOFTEST RAINS
Music by Rob Dietz
Text by Stephanie Dietz
Slowly goes the heart that knows
The roaring depths of riverbeds
Guided by the feathered ways
Of those who came before
Who forged the strange-eyed streams
I dream of storms that fray and flood
The graying banks and amber tides
I long to be a thunder drum
unto a world anew;
But in defense of what remains beautiful
Let me be the joy in softest rains
That I may embrace the places where
The flowers grow and hide
A spring from which the light may flow
When harder winds preside
To carve a secret winding path
Into the tired stars
For when the constellations fall -
A harbor in my arms
And in our softest rains.
So amidst the foaming gloam
Their glowing voices will remain
Until one day, a hurricane.