Five Toasts for Trombone and Wind Ensemble

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Roy Magnuson

Roy Magnuson


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General Info

Year:
Duration: c. 23:45
Difficulty: (see Ratings for explanation)
Publisher: Unknown
Cost: Score and Parts - Unknown


Movements

1. ...to the smell of grass
2. ...to the sunset, when the world becomes silhouette
3. ...to your breath, and knowing that you are alive
4. ...to a perfect life, held together by sticks and spit
5. ...to the sound of fire, and rituals long forgotten


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Program Notes

Five Toasts for Trombone, Winds, and Percussion is a five-movement piece of music inspired by five toasts one could, theoretically, give at a dinner. Each of the toasts listed below seeks to capture a vivid, iconic moment, and in so doing, memorialize it:

...to the smell of grass. The first day after a long, cold winter, when the sun begins to feel warm; when life is finally in the air; dirt and budding leaves; the opposite of death. “Have you ever sat down in the fresh cut grass and thought about the moment and when it will pass?”

...to the sunset, when the world becomes silhouette. The fading of the light; darkness visible; there is light on the earth, but the shadows are darker in the contrast; the moment as the light fades from orange to purple; a gasp of air before the deep dive. “And we become silhouettes when our bodies finally go.”

...to your breath, and knowing that you are alive. A final lesson from a great master; to love and be loved; focus; “Breathe and you know that you are alive. Breathe and you know that all is helping you. Breathe and you know that you are the world.”

...to a perfect life, held together by sticks and spit. A nest bound together by what you have at hand, and better because of that; exhaustion and elation; unimaginable complexity, yet singular direction; children, sleeping, warm and happy; simplicity in all things; “Our life is frittered away by detail ...”

...to the sound of fire, and rituals long forgotten. A primal scream, within and without; the smell of smoke; knowing this has all been done before; confidence in purpose; acceptance of fate; while there is light, write; work; push as hard as you can; burning, raging, with all you have; and “when there is nothing left to burn, you must set yourself on fire.”

- Program Note by composer


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