The first event took place out of doors, in front of the
Turtle Bay Music School at 11:00am. Sort of. Being an early person, and not
knowing exactly what to expect, I arrived around 10:30, and they were just
setting up. So I found a quiet place to sit and read for a while, returning at
five minutes till eleven. They were still setting up; in fact, they didn’t
begin until about ten after. The Unofficial Turtle Bay Trio (electric keyboard,
electric guitar, and vocals) performed such favorites as In Your Eyes, The
Luckiest, I Choose You, Starry Starry Night (at last! a favorite that I actually knew),
It’s Not Easy Being Green, and, with a neat little nod to The Turtles, So Happy
Together. They encouraged audience participation, so the approximately ten of
us half-heartedly chimed in with, “Ba-ba-ba-ba, Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba.” In
general the trio was fairly laid back and adequate. An inauspicious beginning.
After an early lunch of a really delicious falafel in pita,
I traipsed down to the Lower East Side and the Abrons Arts Center. Again I was
early and heard one of the organizers noodling around on an upright piano. He
even invited a little girl to play along for a bit. I liked this ad lib music
as part of Make Music. The American Composers Orchestra arrived late, in
stages, and as a result had to cut their performance a little short. We heard
violin, viola, cello, flute, clarinet, and percussion play the music of six
young composers. All of the short pieces had intrinsic value though some were more
mature compositions than others. There wasn’t a clunker in the bunch, and members
of the [kāj] ensemble played very well.
At this point, I decided to skip the barge and stick around
for the next installation at the al fresco Abrons Center, which was Judith
Sainte Croix and the Sonora Trio, with selections from Ms. Sainte Croix’s opera
Vine of the Soul and her Acadian Suite. Her music was based on ecological
themes and was a little too New Age-y for my tastes. Acadian Suite was played on
a Native American flute, which looked like a large recorder and sounded like a
small recorder. But I guess it and its sound were authentic. I didn’t stick
around for all of it (see New Age-y, above), and then set off for the Upper
East Side and Copland.
Arriving at the venue, volunteers were taking instruments
inside and dismantling the outdoor performance site. Heading inside, I asked a
volunteer where the Copland would be performed. Apparently not there, as they
were done for the day. I wasn’t the only one who showed up there, either.
Rather than try to scout out where and when the Copland might actually be, I
decided to call it a day and go home.
Make Music New York is worthwhile, but I found the lack of
organization and the misinformation a disappointment. The winter solstice is a Sunday
this year so, depending on the weather and other situations, I might give Make
Music another try. But I might not.
ConcertMeister
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