Day 298: First Fantasy in class
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Vienna 1971—A Student Journal
A year of music, study, travel, sightseeing &
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Day
298 — First Fantasy
in class
26-May-1972
(Freitag–Fri.)
TRANSCRIPT
Mixed day. Played composition in class. Found out
that I have more technical errors and corrections.
Will be part of our studio’s representation in Berlin
at the Electronic Music Festival week. Also saw the
program notes of our studio—Kaufmann wrote some nice
notes. Also played it for Prof. C. Surprisingly, he
didn’t seem to think it was too bad. He gave me some
of his criticisms. All in all, will do some changing
around.
Went to a discotek. I have the worst luck in trying
to pickup someone up here in Österreich. There were
plenty of others who didn’t seem to be getting
anywhere.
REFLECTIONS
Fantasy
in class 1972. Today is a
good day for me as I get to play Fantasy
on Broken Glass for the
class, Prof. Kaufmann, and my composition professor,
Prof. C. Remember, this first composition was 22
minutes long. That’s perhaps a bit long for this
“programmatic” work. I think the class liked it.
Music
in Berlin 1972. Surprise!
I didn’t know that Prof. Kaufmann was going to
include my work as part of the studio’s
representation for a contemporary music concert in
Berlin. I love it. He apparently also wrote some
program notes that I liked.
Walter
in Berlin 2009. Ironically,
my stepson Walter is leaving today
(in 2009)
for Berlin. Coincidence? (I have to admit that is
strange.) He is meeting an old friend and they are
spending 10 days in a few European countries. He
wants to meet Tiesto and Armin van Buren. It’s his
first trip to Europe. Enjoy, Walter.
Fantasy
in Vienna 2009. Ready for
some more coincidence? Just last
night, Prof.
and composer, Igor Lintz-Maues, the director of the
Institute of Composition and Electroacoustic Media in
the Hochschule für Musik und Darstellende Kunst in
Wien, emailed me and said that he successfully found
and digitized what was in the studio’s archive under
my name. He is sending me a CD. How amazing is that?
It is a wonder that a tape that is over 36 years old
can still play back well and that there are tape
recorders that can do it. Thank you Prof.
Lintz-Maues.
I’m feeling good.
Girls
in the discotek. I’ve said
this before; my international charm has disappeared.
I can’t seem to meet any Viennese girls. Was it my
German? My hair? (Yes, it could have been.) To make
myself feel better 37 years later, I will say that I
was never good at meeting girls in bars. Oh, well,
I’m not hot. (P.S. pickup = to meet)
John
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