A voluptuous little piece, with a rolling left hand.

“H,” in German, is the name for B natural, thus allowing Bach to spell his name as B — A — C — B natural.  I expanded Bach’s musical signature for this canon.

I’ve long been fascinated by the Latin gibberish used to fill in dummy texts. I considered setting it; then concocted this musical equivalent. I assigned a four-pitch diatonic chord to each letter, then transcribed the result.

All of us who write music hear music in dreams.  I don’t know what to make of it.  Is it inspiration, brain garbage, cryptamnesia?  I write it down when I awake.  Here’s one of them.

I trot out some French, in an excerpt from a White Knuckle Sandwich slide show.

I’m always interested in music written by writers.  And so, when I learned that Robert Louis Stevenson had written music for flageolet, I had to seek it out.  And I had to harmonize it.

Another crab canon, with some pungent dissonances.  Enjoy!

I usually perform this song on the uke, preferably with viola obbligato; but here’s the first and fifth verses, and a bit of the piano version.

I sit by the window, my room’s nice and dark.
I gaze at the sky and the clouds.
Perhaps I should go for a walk in the park
And mingle a bit with the crowds.

Tomorrow’s my birthday; I’ll go the whole hog:
I’ll lie in the tub with some cake.
I think I’ve forgotten the name of my dog,
And that’s where I made my mistake.