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Zachary J. Moore

Zachary J. Moore


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General Info

Year: 2016
Duration: c. 6:10
Difficulty: (see Ratings for explanation)
Publisher: Zachary J. Moore
Cost: Score and Parts - Unknown


Instrumentation

Full Score
C Piccolo
Flute I-II
Oboe
English Horn
Bassoon
B-flat Soprano Clarinet I-II-III
B-flat Bass Clarinet
E-flat Alto Saxophone I-II
B-flat Tenor Saxophone
E-flat Baritone Saxophone
B-flat Trumpet I-II
Horn in F I-II-III-IV
Trombone I-II
Euphonium
Tuba
String Bass
Piano
Timpani
Percussion

(percussion detail desired)


Errata

None discovered thus far.


Program Notes

Throughout the entirety of my life I have been told many times just how lucky I am to be an only child: how I must get so many presents at Christmas; how I don’t have to share with another individual my age or be annoyed by a sibling. For some only children, this all might be true; however for me, I have always wished that I had a sibling. Me being an only child is a constant reminder that when my parents are gone, I will have no immediate family left. There will be no one there to reminisce funny stories from family camping trips, or to talk about that one time Dad did something really ridiculous.

Every night I always pray for the safety and good health of my parents, but inevitably, I know that day will have to come. Time is an unforgiving friend who has little shame for what is to come down the road. No matter what, the sands of time will keep falling until the very last one. That day will come for us all, when we have to look over a lifeless individual that was once full of love and warmth, only to realize that you will never be able to hear them say “I love you” again.

This composition was written around that idea. That moment when one sees an individual they loved so much, lifeless in a casket. The realization one gets when they understand that they will never be able to talk to that person again. When one grasps that this is the last time they will ever see this individual again…

However, just when all seems to be lost, there is always a simple reminder that you are surrounded by people who care for you. Perhaps a funeral is not the ending to this book called life. Maybe it is only the beginning. All one can do is have faith.

- Program Note by composer


Commercial Discography

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Media


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