Frank Corcoran

Irish Composer

MY LANZEROTE ” LA MER ” ? NEW WORK STIRRING

Massive slapped waves against the quay wall on the left, two metres high;

awesome.

Terror of strength , whack, wallow , strike , smash, destroy my jaw, my left thigh, shoulder, a bleeding gash

right down the whole left side.

White noise, groaning and sliding , pitch and toss and threaten. Once again destroy me?

Pull me out, no chance, no pity.

Big basses, celli, low violas, a dark moiling.

Moyle not silent but roaring , – yet not Debussy or nor any Vaughan/Williamseries.

Me in aweful awe.

Sounding sliding like soft and low trombone glissandi in this oceanic stew.

( Maybe for strings – full ? Or only 11 strings ? Or A SEXTETT ?

( Only one movement? ) We shall see. Hear.

But NO imitations or whole tones or soft options.

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