http://www.odeo.com/channels/105352-Compositions Zebrazebrazebra no <p>Original vocal settings by Sarah Stanton.</p> Original vocal settings by Sarah Stanton. Original vocal settings by Sarah Stanton. en-us 40 Mon, 05 Jun 2006 20:27:50 -0700 Mon, 05 Jun 2006 20:27:50 -0700 http://www.odeo.com/episodes/1278116-Discovery-for-Voice-Guitar-and-Cello A vocal setting and guitar improvisation based around three poems by Ursula K. Le Guin – Fall, Acorn Woodpecker and Late Dusk. Performed at Club Zho, 2005. Music: Sarah Stanton Text: Ursula K. Le Guin Soprano: Sarah Stanton Guitar: Karl Hiller ‘Cello: Tristan Parker Improvised guitar interludes by Karl Hiller. A vocal setting and guitar improvisation based around three poems by Ursula K. Le Guin – Fall, Acorn Woodpecker and Late Dusk. Performed at Club Zho, 2005. Music: Sarah Stanton Text: Ursula K. Le Guin Soprano: Sarah Stanton Guitar: Karl Hiller ‘Cello: Tristan Parker Improvised guitar interludes by Karl Hiller. A vocal setting and guitar improvisation based around three poems by Ursula K. Le Guin – Fall, Acorn Woodpecker and Late Dusk. Performed at Club Zho, 2005. Music: Sarah Stanton Text: Ursula K. Le Guin Soprano: Sarah Stanton Guitar: Karl Hiller ‘Cello: Tristan Parker Improvised guitar interludes by Karl Hiller. tag:odeo.com,2006-06-05,1278116 Mon, 05 Jun 2006 20:27:50 -0700 no Compositions http://www.odeo.com/episodes/1278087-Now-Close-The-Windows This is a setting of Robert Frost’s poem ‘Now Close The Windows’, performed at a WAAPA Lunchtime Concert in 2005. Music: Sarah Stanton Text: Robert Frost Soprano: Sarah Stanton Harp: Anthony Maydwell Flute: Steph French — Now close the windows and hush all the fields: If the trees must, let them silently toss; No bird is singing now, and if there is, Be it my loss. It will be long ere the marshes resume, I will be long ere the earliest bird: So close the windows and not hear the wind, But see all wind-stirred. — This is a setting of Robert Frost’s poem ‘Now Close The Windows’, performed at a WAAPA Lunchtime Concert in 2005. Music: Sarah Stanton Text: Robert Frost Soprano: Sarah Stanton Harp: Anthony Maydwell Flute: Steph French — Now close the windows and hush all the fields: If the trees must, let them silently toss; No bird is singing now, and if there is, Be it my loss. It will be long ere the marshes resume, I will be long ere the earliest bird: So close the windows and not hear the wind, But see all wind-stirred. — This is a setting of Robert Frost’s poem ‘Now Close The Windows’, performed at a WAAPA Lunchtime Concert in 2005. Music: Sarah Stanton Text: Robert Frost Soprano: Sarah Stanton Harp: Anthony Maydwell Flute: Steph French — Now close the windows and hush all the fields: If the trees must, let them silently toss; No bird is singing now, and if there is, Be it my loss. It will be long ere the marshes resume, I will be long ere the earliest bird: So close the windows and not hear the wind, But see all wind-stirred. — tag:odeo.com,2006-06-05,1278087 Mon, 05 Jun 2006 20:21:23 -0700 no Compositions http://www.odeo.com/episodes/1270854-The-Moon-Versus-Us-Ever-Sleeping-Together-Again This is a recording of the premiere performance of my song cycle, The Moon Versus Us Ever Sleeping Together Again, vocal settings of poems by Richard Brautigan. The first four songs, to be exact. Music: Sarah Stanton Text: Richard Brautigan 0: I’ll Affect You Slowly 1: I Feel Horrible. She Doesn’t 2: The Final Ride 3: Romeo and Juliet 4: December 30 Soprano: Sarah Stanton Piano: Mia Brine Performed and recorded as part of the WAAPA Lunchtime Concert series, 23/05/2006. — I’LL AFFECT YOU SLOWLY I’ll affect you slowly as if you were having a picnic in a dream. There will be no ants. It won’t rain. I FEEL HORRIBLE. SHE DOESN’T I feel horrible. She doesn’t love me and I wander around like a sewing machine that’s just finished sewing a turd to a garbage can lid. THE FINAL RIDE The act of dying is like hitch-hiking into a strange town late at night where it is cold and raining, and you are alone again. Suddenly all of the street lamps go out and everything becomes dark, so dark that even ... This is a recording of the premiere performance of my song cycle, The Moon Versus Us Ever Sleeping Together Again, vocal settings of poems by Richard Brautigan. The first four songs, to be exact. Music: Sarah Stanton Text: Richard Brautigan 0: I’ll Affect You Slowly 1: I Feel Horrible. She Doesn’t 2: The Final Ride 3: Romeo and Juliet 4: December 30 Soprano: Sarah Stanton Piano: Mia Brine Performed and recorded as part of the WAAPA Lunchtime Concert series, 23/05/2006. — I’LL AFFECT YOU SLOWLY I’ll affect you slowly as if you were having a picnic in a dream. There will be no ants. It won’t rain. I FEEL HORRIBLE. SHE DOESN’T I feel horrible. She doesn’t love me and I wander around like a sewing machine that’s just finished sewing a turd to a garbage can lid. THE FINAL RIDE The act of dying is like hitch-hiking into a strange town late at night where it is cold and raining, and you are alone again. Suddenly all of the street lamps go out and everything becomes dark, so dark that even the buildings are afraid of one another. ROMEO AND JULIET If you will die for me, I will die for you and our graves will be like two lovers washing their clothes together in a laundromat If you will bring the soap I will bring the bleach. DECEMBER 30 At 1:30 in the morning a fart smells like a marriage between an avocado and a fish head. I have to get out of bed to write this down without my glasses on. — This is a recording of the premiere performance of my song cycle, The Moon Versus Us Ever Sleeping Together Again, vocal settings of poems by Richard Brautigan. The first four songs, to be exact. Music: Sarah Stanton Text: Richard Brautigan 0: I’ll Affect You Slowly 1: I Feel Horrible. She Doesn’t 2: The Final Ride 3: Romeo and Juliet 4: December 30 Soprano: Sarah Stanton Piano: Mia Brine Performed and recorded as part of the WAAPA Lunchtime Concert series, 23/05/2006. — I’LL AFFECT YOU SLOWLY I’ll affect you slowly as if you were having a picnic in a dream. There will be no ants. It won’t rain. I FEEL HORRIBLE. SHE DOESN’T I feel horrible. She doesn’t love me and I wander around like a sewing machine that’s just finished sewing a turd to a garbage can lid. THE FINAL RIDE The act of dying is like hitch-hiking into a strange town late at night where it is cold and raining, and you are alone again. Suddenly all of the street lamps go out and everything becomes dark, so dark that even the buildings are afraid of one another. ROMEO AND JULIET If you will die for me, I will die for you and our graves will be like two lovers washing their clothes together in a laundromat If you will bring the soap I will bring the bleach. DECEMBER 30 At 1:30 in the morning a fart smells like a marriage between an avocado and a fish head. I have to get out of bed to write this down without my glasses on. — tag:odeo.com,2006-06-01,1270854 Thu, 01 Jun 2006 23:10:48 -0700 no Compositions poetry, brautigan