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  • Seven Fragments of “Lord, Throughout These Forty Days” (2015) solo organ

    photoThis set of organ solos was written for Zion San Francisco’s 2015 Lent Services. The hymn “Lord, Throughout These Forty Days” (Lutheran Service Book 418) was chosen as the recurring theme for the Wednesday evening Lenten services with these seven fragments used as preludes or postludes.

    No. 1 – Lent 1, February 25, 2015
    No. 2 – Lent 2, March 4, 2015
    No. 3 –  Lent 3, March 11, 2015
    No. 4 – Lent 4, March 18, 2015
    No. 5 – Lent 5, March 25, 2015
    No. 6 – Good Friday, April 3, 2015
    No. 7 – Easter, April 5, 2015

    Score and Recording Coming Soon

  • Seven Easy Variations on Greensleeves (2014) oboe + piano

    This set of variations was written for oboist and friend, Lindsey Lyrenmann. It was designed as a launching point for improvisation during the communion portion of the December 21, 2014 service at Zion Lutheran Church in San Francisco. While it can of course be performed as written, each variation may also be shuffled in order to meet the unique pacing and aesthetic needs of the venue.

    Score Published Through Imagine Music: Hovatter – 7 Variations on “Greensleeves”photo

  • Music for Alice’s Room (2015) lp

    MusicforAlicefinalIn May 2014 Alice Danielle Hovatter was born. Celebrating, I asked a few talented friends if they would be able to make some “furniture” music in order to christen her nursery. The response was overwhelming! These 14 tracks are a compilation of music made for Alice’s room. All proceeds go directly to those friends that jumped at the opportunity to create beautiful music for little Alice’s room.

    • First Born - Kyle Hovatter
      handbells, piano, organ + field recordings

    • A La Rorro Niño - Kevin Villalta
      electric guitars, glockenspiel + processing

      lyrics

      Lullaby baby
      Lullaby now.
      Sleep my baby,
      Sleep my love.This pretty baby
      Who was born in the morning,
      Wants to be taken
      For a jalopy ride.This sweet baby
      Who was born during the day,
      Wants to be taken
      To the candy shop.This pretty baby
      Who was born at night,
      Wants to be taken
      For a stroller ride.This pretty baby
      Wants to sleep
      But the naughty sleep
      Doesn’t want to come.This pretty baby
      Who was born at night,
      Wants to be taken
      For a stroller ride.
    • Room Piece (Matins) - Danny Clay
      Processed piano and vinyl on fixed media
      Fall 2014
      San Francisco, CA

    • Stops a Butterfly (Remix of Joseph M. Colombo) - Kyle Hovatter
      Joseph M. Colombo original + processing

      Colombo’s Original: soundcloud.com/joseph-m-colombo/stops-a-butterfly?in=joseph-m-colombo/sets/6-16-14-suite

    • Love Each Trait - Mario Godoy
       Love Each Trait is a piece about the contemplative observation of the world unfolding around you and the wonderment that is felt in its mysterious beauty; quietly taking stock of all of its knowns and its unknowns.  Even the moments in our experience that may initially inspire fear further serve to make the magnificence of our world’s entirety even greater.

      Timbres used (in order of appearance) :
      A synthesized texture that is reminiscent of the sound of distant voices carried on the wind, Sampled voice, Processed Electric Guitar,  Sub-bass tones.
    • Anachronism Remix - Kyle Hovatter
      orchestra + processing

    • Days Will Come (Excerpt) - Joseph M. Colombo
       This is an excerpt from a 2:45:00 long work, commissioned by Kyle Hovatter for his daughter Alice.

      timbres (used in this excerpt): oscillating metal strings, nymph tears

    • Velvet Shoes - Kyle Hovatter
      ukulele, field recording + processing

      lyrics

      Velvet Shoes by Elinor WylieLet us walk in the white snow
      In a soundless space;
      With footsteps quiet and slow,
      At a tranquil pace,
      Under veils of white lace.I shall go shod in silk,
      And you in wool,
      White as white cow’s milk,
      More beautiful
      Than the breast of a gull.We shall walk through the still town
      In a windless peace;
      We shall step upon white down,
      Upon silver fleece,
      Upon softer than these.We shall walk in velvet shoes:
      Wherever we go
      Silence will fall like dews
      On white silence below.
      We shall walk in the snow.
    • Go Bug (Got You)
      The piece is about curiosity and playfulness through time, location, age, and culture. It starts small and gets progressively more layered as the child’s imagination grows increasingly larger and more elaborate.

      The crickets are from Vermont.

      The child and his grandpa talking in Spanish and dancing are from Malaga, Spain. I ran into this kid at a public park with an open bell floor and he was making stuff up. I kind of excerpted things here and there to make a piece I liked.

      The rain and soft thunder is from Rome.

      The church bells are in Rome.

      The fountain and owls/birds at the end are from Florence, I believe.

      The bell in the quiet part is from an open air market in Thailand.

    • Whether the Liles (Remix of Danny Clay) - Kyle Hovatter
      Danny Clay original, added field recordings + processingA remix of my friend and great composer’s piece “whether the lilies are white in the garden, or there is snow on the ground”. Not wanting to alter Danny Clay’s sound world too greatly, this remix is a different viewer’s perspective of the same events.Danny Clay’s Original: dannyclay.bandcamp.com/track/whether-the-lilies-are-white-in-the-garden-or-there-is-snow-on-the-ground
    • From Above - David Gottlieb
      scored for Irish Flute, Tenor Overtone Flute, Shiva’s Whistle, Shepherd’s Pipe, Gemshorn, and Bass Flute.
    • Communion Music Around A - Kyle Hovatter
      A notated improvisation realized with the help of Matthias McIntire and Danny Clay

      www.matthiasmcintire.com
      dclaymusic.com/home.htmlRecorded Live at Zion Lutheran Church in San Francisco
      September 15, 2013Matthias McIntire, viola
      Danny Clay, piano
      Kyle Hovatter, piano
    • Room Piece (Nocturne) - Danny Clay
      Processed piano and vinyl on fixed media
      Fall 2014
      San Francisco, CA
    • Till, With the Vision Glorious, Her Longing Eyes Are Blest - Hovatter
      two pianos, viola, field recording + processing
      Danny Clay + Kyle Hovatter, pianos; Luis Escareño, viola

     

  • There Will Come Soft Rains (2014) soprano + track

    Based on the poem by Sara Teasdale, “There Will Come Soft Rains” is a dialogue between soprano (Amy Foote) and prerecorded audio. The track to “There Will Come Soft Rains” is a mix of collaborative recordings between myself and Amy Foote. Piano, field recordings, and Miss Foote’s voice are mixed to form a unique landscape representing Teasdale’s poem. www.amymichellefoote.com

    Score Available –

    USD $10

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    There will come soft rains and the smell of the ground,
    And swallows circling with their shimmering sound;And frogs in the pools singing at night,
    And wild plum trees in tremulous white,Robins will wear their feathery fire
    Whistling their whims on a low fence-wire;And not one will know of the war, not one
    Will care at last when it is done.Not one would mind, neither bird nor tree
    If mankind perished utterly;And Spring herself, when she woke at dawn,
    Would scarcely know that we were gone.Sara Teasdale (1884-1933)

  • Four Poems by T. E. Hulme (2014) soprano + theorbo

    Written for and premiered by Jarring Sounds – http://www.jarringsounds.com/

    The Theorbo is notated with fretted strings on the treble clef and open strings on the bass clef.

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    Susan Ann and Immortality
    Her head hung down
    Gazed at earth, finally keen,
    As the rabbit at the stoat,
    Till the earth was sky,
    Sky that was green,
    And brown clouds passed
    Like chestnut leaves along the ground.

    As a Fowl
    As a fowl in the tall grass lies
    Beneath the terror of the hawk,
    The tressed white light crept
    Whispering with hand on mouth mysterious
    Hunting the leaping shadows in straight streets
    By the white house of Flemish towns

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    LIGHTHEARTED I walked into the valley wood
    In the time of hyacinths,
    Till beauty like a scented cloth
    Cast over, stifled me.
    I was bound Motionless and faint of breath
    By loveliness that is her own eunuch.
    Now pass I the final river
    Ignominiously, in a sack, without a sound,
    As any peeping Turk to the Bosphorous.

    THE MAN IN THE CROW’S NEST
    Strange to me the sounds the wind that blows
    By the masthead in the lonely night.
    Maybe ’tis the sea whistling–feigning joy
    To hide its fright
    Like a village boy
    That, shivering, past the churchyard goes.

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