Passing in the Night is five short movements dedicated to my father. It was written in Würzburg Germany August 15-18, 2012 while I was on a composition retreat after 13 concerts in Spain. Anxious to write in general and specifically to fulfill a commission for the Beatty Youth Competition, I did not expect to receive notice that my 94 year old father had a fever and had stopped eating. The words of Amanda, a shape note hymn by Justin Morgan, still resounded in my ears from a magical performance in the Romanesque San Martín de Frómista: “Death like an overflowing stream sweeps us away, our life’s a dream, an empty tale, a morning flower, cut down and withered in an hour.”

The five works encompass various styles, influenced by my travels through several countries and by my father’s love of travel. The first, ‘Round the World, is a homage to the fabulous Bulgarian composer/guitarist Atanas Ourkouzounov who I had visited recently. The second, Don’t say Goodbye recalls the stark harmonies and gracious melodies of Justin Morgan and the American shape note school. The titles of 2,3 and 5 are quotes from my father during my last visit. Dad told us of his recent [imagined] trip “round the world.” A few months earlier he would have elaborated greatly in detail, exotic surely. But as his body weakened from eleven years of struggle, his mind, or perhaps just his voice, couldn’t illumine the imagined trip. I think he would have been excited to visit Bulgaria. On parting Dad said, “Don’t say good-bye [#2], say au revoir [#4]; I’m still your Pappy! [#5]”

Par 9 [#3] evokes his impossible dream of joining the pro golf circuit at age 90. Or rather, it is the feeling in me of how odd it was to feel happy that he had dreams, yet sad that he was so divorced from reality. Which is better? Joyous dancing and love of life infuse the the last two pieces, celebrating a life well lived. Au revoir Pop!