These men were musical geniuses and all of their greatest masterpieces began with an idea and sheet of staff paper.
Now that I've begun a summer long composing project/job, I'm beginning to comprehend agonizing madness and creative beauty of writing down melodies in your head. At this early stage of learning the craft of composition, I've discovered that taking on the title of "composer" means spending over five hours at a piano and writing down maybe eight bars of music and being perfectly content with the fact that you actually have something on the page now. Composing means praying to God that your musicians can hopefully play the ridiculous sheet music (which resembles more of a toddler's sketchbook) you've placed in front of them at rehearsal. Writing music means being a creator of something beautiful or raw or perhaps thought evoking.
Composing is more than drawing dots and lines on page of staff paper. It's an art.
This week, I'll be rehearsing my finished composition with a group of talented musicians for the premiere of my composition on Sunday, June 2nd at South Aiken Presbyterian Church. My composition utilizing two violins, two cellos, a viola, a bass, and a piano will be performed at 8:45 and 11:00 a.m. service. I certainly look forward to hearing my piece performed in a week from now!