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Find Your Voice Concert Series
Student Composer's Concert 1
Saturday, April 20th
2:00 PM
Highland Recital Hall
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Program
Program
Bill Berger
Meditation
Page Stephens, mezzo-soprano
Emily Montoya, cello
Valeria Diaz, piano
Close my eyes, I look inside and move into a dream world.
All this time I leave my mind and step into a dream world. Deep inside a dream world.
Quietly as I can go, to depart here is my plan.
Ah... all it seems, step into a dream, deep inside.
-Bill Berger
Drew Vano
Duel
Julia Watkins Davis, soprano
John Proft, baritone
Emily Montoya, cello
Valeria Diaz, piano
Nullus timet
nullus timet
mortem iam
pereo sors
immanis sors
sors sors
sors sors
immanis sors
Ibi nullus
timet mortem
Pugnamus pugnamus pugnamus
telum scutum telum
detestabilis
iudex est venturus
vincero sors
Ibi nullus
timet mortem
mortem mortem
sors ne me
mori facias
mortem
Translation:
No one fears
No one fears
Dying
is my fate
Fate monstrous
Fate fate
Fate fate
Fate monstrous
Here no one
fears death
Fight fight fight
Sword shield sword
Hateful
The judge is coming
I will win fate
Here no one
fears death
death death
Don't make
me die
Death death
-Drew Vano
Danielle Kirklin
maybe then
Page Stephens, mezzo-soprano
Emily Montoya, cello
Valeria Diaz, piano
Daph Gonzalez
Paradisum Amissam
John Proft, baritone
Emily Montoya, cello
Valeria Diaz, piano
Paradisum Amissam [Paradise Lost]
Quales aerii montis de vertice nubes
Cum surgunt, et jam Boreae tumida ora quierunt,
Caelum hilares abdit spissa caligine vultus,
Nimbosumque nives aut imbres cogitat aether:
Tum si jucundo tandem sol prodeat ore,
Et croceo montes et pascua lumine tingat,
Gaudent omnia, aves mulcent concentibus agros,
Balatuque ovium colles vallesque resultant.
Translation:
Like the air of a mountain from the top of a cloud
When they rise, and the swollen lips of Boreas ask,
Why does the sky hide the cheerful faces in a thick fog,
Thinking of snow and snow and rain in the ether.
And if at last the sun should come forth with joy,
And the mountains and pastures are tinged with the light of crocus,
All rejoice, the birds fill the fields with concerts,
And the hills and valleys are full of flocks of sheep!
-John Milton
Tom Lawshae
After Eighty Years
Julia Watkins Davis, soprano
Valeria Diaz, piano
After Eighty Years
After eighty years of stress and strain all lighted by perfect days
When the road was rough or the night was long, I’ve felt the tender hand of my God lead me
down his flower-strewn ways.
We’ve walked serene through the summer’s heat, through the winter’s sleet and cold, and as each
tiring chore was done, we’ve rested safe in my Father’s fold.
When the road was rough or the night was long, I’ve felt the tender hand of my God lead me
down his flower-strewn ways.
So Father, accept our trusting lives, this faltering mead of praise, and grant when our walk on
earth is done, and the call comes from the sky, we may joyously gather around Your throne, my
flock and I, my flock and I.
When the road was rough or the night was long, I’ve felt the tender hand of my God lead me
down his flower-strewn ways.
-Ada C. Read Penn
Eduardo Duarte
L’oiseau
John Proft, baritone
Emily Montoya, cello
Valeria Diaz, piano
L'oiseau
What have I done
Where have you gone
What can I do
Where can you go
This isn't what I imagined
This wasn't my intention
I gave you everything but the sky
I can't trap myself in the same cage
If this is really for you
I must let you go
If this is really for you
you can never know
It's the same constant,
experienced differently.
-Eduardo Duarte
Miranda Lewis
Duet
Julia Watkins Davis, soprano
Page Stephens, mezzo-soprano
Emily Montoya, cello
Valeria Diaz, piano
Termeh Sabafard
Captive
Page Stephens, mezzo-soprano
Termeh Sabafard, electronics
Azizaah Naahzaneenaah, Naahzaneenaah
Beloved, divine and dear
Nehgaarah, Mahjabeena, Mahjabeena
With countenance adorned, brow kissed by moons' grace,
Che peesh aamad ke dar chashm meh raqeebaahn
Be yekbaarreh shekastee ghalb eh maa raa
Beheld by envious gazes, what unfolded,
How effortlessly my heart was rent asunder.
Maraa dardee agar baashad toei toh
Deleh tangee agar baashad toei toh
The ache within me, if it ever exists, it is you,
If there's ever a fetter upon my heart, it is you,
Be darmaanam sabaa ayaam eh douree
Khodaavandee agar baashad toei toh
For my cure, the breeze in your absence carries your essence near,
Yet for this pain, if a deity exists, it resides solely in you.
-Termeh Sabafard
Tom Lawshae
Gurtrude’s Lament
Julia Watkins Davis, soprano
Page Stephens, mezzo-soprano
John Proft, baritone
Valeria Diaz, piano
Do re mi fa sol fa mi re do mi sol mi do
Do re mi fa sol; It's solfege class again.
Re mi fa sol la; When will it ever end?
I sit in class and sing along with sol sol te sol mi.
The minutes crawl, my eyelids fall with fa la do la fa.
These beastly exercises, they numb the artist's brain.
Those unrelenting syllables, I think I'll go insane.
My spirit years to fly away to find its rightful place.
But still I sing this beastly thing, and freedom's not the case.
I belong to the world. I can see it today.
My star will burn bright in the heavens above, you will see.
I'll wow them with talent. The critics will swoon.
Directors will chase me and offer the moon to sing the grand songs that everyone clamours to hear.
The whole world will love me. They'll call out my name.
My talent will bring me fortune and fame. I can't wait!
Do mi re fa mi sol fa la sol ti la do ti re do
Now I'm sitting here in class awaiting my debut.
I'm singing solfege syllables and giving them their due.
Do la ti sol la fa sol mi fa re mi do re ti do
I square my jaw and sing out loud and try to sing in tune
While wishing I could fly away and do it very soon.
Do fa mi re re sol fa mi sol do ti la re do ti mi re do
I belong to the world. I can see it today.
My star will burn bright in the heavens above, you will see.
I'll practice my solfege, perfect every note.
I'll be the best ever, the sight-singing GOAT.
I'll conquer the world with my sol la it dote!
Sol la ti do!
You'll marvel to see the great places I'll go!
Do re mi fa sol fa mi re do mi sol mi do
-Tom Lawshae
INTERMISSION
Ashton Shelton
Equus
Julia Watkin Davis,
John Proft, baritone
Ashton Shelton, oud
Valeria Diaz, piano
Quem facis esset amor
Non ego nobilium sedeo studiosus equorum
Cui tamen ipsa faves vincat ut ille precor
Quem facis esset amor
Ut Loquerer tecum veni tecumque sederem
Ne tibi non notus Quem facis esset amor
Quem facis esset amor
Ut loquerer tecum veni tecumque sederem
Ne tibi non notus Quem facis esset amor
All you do is love {x8}
Quem facis {x3}
Esset amor
Quem facis {x3}
Esset amor
Translation:
What you do is love
I’m not here to study the form of the horses
But I pray that he may win favors for her
What you do is love
I’m here to sit with you and talk with you as well
Not known to you, what you do is love
What you do is love
All you do is love {x8}
What you do {x3}
Is love
What you do {x3}
Is love
-Ovid
Taylor Cox
Stay a Little While Longer
John Proft, baritone
Emily Montoya, cello
Valeria Diaz, piano
To someone who is tired and broken,
I know it’s difficult.
It feels like nothing is right
Like you don’t belong here.
Your heart aches,
it feels empty.
You are thinking
That you are going to lose this miserable war.
But for once I want you to reconsider my words.
I believe that you can get past this valley.
Do not lose this war.
You are loved.
You are strong.
-Anonymous
Anthony Butera
Spring Groove
Julia Watkins Davis, soprano
Emily Montoya, cello
Valeria Diaz, piano
Abdullah Aljuraiban
With Us
John Proft, baritone
Emily Montoya, cello
Valeria Diaz, piano
The Great Silence
Alone somewhere, yet nowhere
But you and I are here
Coincidence, that you and I
Breathe the same air
Funny, the sun kisses my face down here
But, it is hell up there
An illusion that doesn’t understand itself
A sky that can’t hold herself
Yet at every moment
It’s walking it’s step fearlessly
You and I holding hands with faith
Like a baby protected
By its companion dog
Then who do I ask
The secrets of life
Do I ask the ants on the ground
The fire himself
The water on the pavement
Walking along side me
Or do I ask the wind
Why it crumbled down that family's house
Or do I ask the trickster himself
-Smiriti Khadka
Pierce Williams
Chroma Azura
Emily Montoya, cello
Valeria Diaz, piano
Jonas Richardson
Tempest Woman
Sarah Au, french horn
Jay Noh, piano
JD Folks
Sapling
Sarah Au, french horn
Jay Noh, piano
Oscar Bukowitz
The Slavs in Their Original Homeland
Between the Turanian Whip and the Sword of the Goths
Sarah Au, french horn
Jay Noh, piano
Erik Zeinner
Comet
Sarah Au, french horn
Jay Noh, piano
Dolan Huwyler
Duet for Horn and Piano
Sarah Au, french horn
Jay Noh, piano
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