Presentation on theme: "DEAD SONGS “Dead Songs was composed in June 1991 and consists of settings of texts adapted from epitaphs collected from New South Wales seaside cemeteries."— Presentation transcript:
“Dead Songs was composed in June 1991 and consists of settings of texts adapted from epitaphs collected from New South Wales seaside cemeteries at Wombarra, Bulli, South Head and Waverley. Many of the texts are combinations of several different epitaphs … and in some cases graffiti or other found texts that made a useful connection have found their way into the work. It was the simplicity of expression, the occasional unintentional humour and even the heartfelt Australian mawkishness of the texts that attracted me to them as sources for a song cycle.” (A.S.)
1. Buried at Sea Gently his voice calleth Come and rest. The midnight stars are shining upon his silent grave, Where sleepeth without dreaming the one we could not save. Love knows no death, Spirits meet across the bridge.
2. His Dust Gone are the faces we loved so dear Silent the voices, we loved to hear Far, too far, from sight or speech, But not too far for our thoughts to reach. Anchored by love, death cannot sear. Oh! How we miss them, and will do for ever.
3. And Underneath are the Everlasting Arms (clarinet and piano)
4. Ahead of His Time: Little Jackie, Killed by a Taxi Cab, 1911 Our little treasure Our little joy. “Here I am where I want to be In the Haven under the Hill.”
4. Ahead of His Time: Little Jackie, Killed by a Taxi Cab, 1911 Our little sunbeam Our darling boy. “Here I am where I want to be In the Haven under the Hill.”
4. Ahead of His Time: Little Jackie, Killed by a Taxi Cab, 1911 Mummie and Daddy's Pal.
5. Dead Devils [open book with graffiti] (clarinet, 'cello and piano)
6. Agnus Dei A few weeks of joy A lifetime of memories. He shall gather the lambs in his arms and Carry them in his bosom.
7. The Tahiti-Greycliffe Disaster, Sydney Harbour, 1927 It seems but a day since he bade us goodbye His heart full of hope and his spirit so high How little we thought when he left us that day The grim hand of death would soon tear him away So gentle and kind - how we miss his dear face Now we know that on earth we can ne'er fill his place Tho' asleep in the saviour, where grief is unknown In sorrow and tears are his loved ones at home.
8. Peace Perfect Peace Father and mother safe in the vale Watch for the boatman, wait for the sail, Bearing the loved ones over the tide Into the harbour, near to their side. "Master Marriner - Dead At Sea."
9. Unreconstructed Sentiment [Crumbled Deploration] Sadly... A sudden change at God's... He had not time to... A little longer we too shall leave, Oh loved one " [fa]che amoureuse,"
9. Unreconstructed Sentiment [Crumbled Deploration] A little while longer we too shall leave, For that beautiful shore. We pray that with the angels now. "Brief mes jours definer.“ ……………….