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Eminently satisfying evening. I've missed comp club so much. I want to be more involved in the next one, and yet I am kind of proud to see the tradition go on without me. I'm not the center of other people's worlds. The frightening amount of unplanned improvisation and fearsome logistical changes... brings back such memories. And then a relatively productive voice lesson, for having very little voice. And then, on a whim, I walked to Stephan's house instead of mine from Shepherd, and ate two hamburgers, watched the last Bernstein Harvard lecture (Stravinsky) with Ben and Stephan, got involved in a philosophical trench war with them about the nature of humor, the absurd, and musical linguistics (contradiction in terms!) in the 20th century. By that point Dan had shown up. Then there was the second hamburger and the topics of conversation were flung far and wide by the segue-into-interesting-topic-man Ben. We dwelt on why old pop is higher-status than new pop, no matter how artistically empty it may actually be, and then all four of us went into Stephan's room to show Dan Dragoste din tei. I wished for Andrew to show up and dance for us, but it didn't happen. Nuts. Then we listened to a piece by Jacob Barton, a Rice student I hadn't known till that moment was a genius. He did a theme and variations on Mozart K. 1 for microtonal player piano, moving through several musical styles, with the added complication that every consequent variation divided the octave by one more note (mean). One was a rag, one was a Chopinesque etude, one was a Tin Pan Alley song... It's amazing. Here, I stole it. Have a listen. After we drooled over that and postulated about the fate of future music, we went and read through Ben's book of Beatles songs for voice and piano. That was strenuous. I'm sleeping now.
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