161: Evanston or the slowly melting snow or Milton Feldman was an immense, verbose man

stopGOstop: field recordings, sound collage, and sound art

A new composition for watching the snow melt, or watching the ice float on the Lake, or to calm the mind as it awaits the future. Always remember, composer Milton Feldman worked at his family’s business (manufacturing children’s coats) until he was forty-four, so work tomorrow isn’t going to be that bad. This piece is the second in a series of works inspired by walking/biking around Evanston, IL; featuring computerized Tuba, Contrabass, Timpani, and a number of other semi-symphonic and sinewave instruments.