That’s hardly an appropriate title for this waltz thing, but there it is.

Trying to fight the speed demons, so I halved the tempo in the final stages of composition and turned it into something else entirely. Before that it was quite a whirlwind.

Now it’s like the last dream before waking. It’s sort of a romantic dream but it doesn’t fully make sense. At the end you wake up.

Wake Up Thing

When I write kooky stuff like this, I think the intended sense – what there is of it – frequently gets lost in translation prior to reaching the listener’s ears, due to my playing and the quality of the synthesizer and, probably, compositional shortcomings. I know that sometimes when I walk away and come back to music I’m writing, it suddenly sounds like just a mess, and I’m unable to pick up the thread of intention from where I left it. Even when I sort of remember the gist of what I had in mind, it can still be hard to figure out what I thought I was doing. And that’s me, so you’re all screwed, I guess.

That’s only sometimes, mind you.

I find this isn’t nearly as much of a problem with the “orchestrated” pieces as with the piano ones. The more timbres there are, the more specific each moment becomes, and so a lot of the listening comprehension is done for you, in a sense. So I’m giving everyone a break on this one with an orchestrated version. You’re welcome.

Wake Up Thing For Full Damn Orchestra

NOW do you get it? Maybe.