Hocket rehearsing

Roundtable with Susy Bielak, Seth Boustead and Kate Dumbleton

goofballs

more goofballs

more Hocket rehearsal

Everyone at WFMT

(Thanks to Nick Zoulek for the amazing photos in the first gallery!)

We had a whirlwind of a Lab reunion this past weekend in Chicago with 15 fellows from the 2018 Lab! With three performances in as many days, as well as an artist talk and roundtable discussion on curation, I don’t think we could’ve crammed in a minute more. 

We kicked off the weekend on Friday with a show by 2017 Lab faculty Ted Hearne and Lisa Kaplan performing songs by Ted at the experimental music venue Elastic Arts. After an intense day of rehearsing, the fellows were able to kick back and enjoy the evening of song with a delicious G&T made with Alley Twenty-Six Tonic, courtesy of 2018 Lab fellow Andrea Moore’s restauranteur-husband Shannon. 

The next morning’s event was a roundtable discussion on curation with guests Susy Bielak, Kate Dumbleton, and Seth Boustead. All three have very impressive credentials and very different career trajectories, and it was enlightening, moving and inspiring to hear them tell their individual stories. Even though they all curate in different fields, common themes were eternal curiosity, persistence, and the need for humility. 

That evening the fellows gathered at Eighth Blackbird board member Tony Scott-Green’s home for an intimate VIP concert. It was a chance to perform some of the rep for the following night’s public concert at the Ace Hotel and for some of our closest friends and donors to meet the fellows. There was no piano, but that didn’t stop Hocket (Sarah Gibson and Thomas Kotcheff) from wailing on toy pianos to great effect. ~NOIS and Nick Zoulek schooled us all on the versatility and virtuosity of saxophones, playing every sax from bass to soprano. Jake Saunders and Luke Ellard wooed us with Derek Bermel’s Coming Together, and Elly Toyoda and Andrea Moore made our souls shiver with Kamala Sankaram’s Kivalina. 

Sunday morning we were treated to breakfast and an artist presentation by spoken word artist J. Ivy at the William Harris Lee studio downtown. After a short introduction, he seamlessly wove the narrative of his story with performances of his poetry, some with backing track. He regaled us with stories of antics with John Legend and Jay-Z, and touched our hearts with his lifelong struggle with the absence of his father and the life-changing influence of his high-school English teacher Ms. Argue. 

Then it was straight to the Ace Hotel for soundchecking and more rehearsal in preparation for the concert that evening. We had a reception at the hotel’s restaurant City Mouse, and then headed into the venue for a delightful program of Lab highlights. Composer Gemma Peacocke and video artist Xuan collaborated on a riveting pre-show installation. There was an incredible variety of music on display, from the profound to the absurd and everything in between. 

Monday morning was mercifully free to allow everyone to recover from the nonstop playing and partying. We all met at the studios of WFMT to set up mics with Mary Mazurek and prep with Kerry Frumkin for on-air interviews. Some last-minute changes and decisions were made, Chipotle burritos scarfed down, and then we went live at 8pm. I hope some of you tuned in! 

It was a fitting denouement to the weekend, and though we all said goodbyes and dispersed to the four winds for the time being, it actually feels more like a beginning. We are looking forward to more Lab events this June with both 2017 and 2018 Lab fellows here in Chicago and Detroit, and also to more inevitable news of Lab fellows creating, collaborating and shaping the future of music. Stay tuned.

Eighth Blackbird is honored and grateful to have been awarded a second grant for support of its Blackbird Creative Lab, a training program for musicians and composers in the first of two rounds of 2019 National Endowment for the Arts #ArtWorks awards. A total of more than $27 millions dollars in awards will reach all 50 states, the District of Columbia, and Puerto Rico in 2019.

“Through these grants, the National Endowment for the Arts supports local economies and preserves American heritage while embracing new forms of creative expression.

This year, we had the great pleasure of hosting friends from New Music USA at the Blackbird Creative Lab, our two-week tuition-free summer intensive in Ojai, CA.  It’s often hard to convey the magic that takes place at the Lab in words, so 2018 saxophone fellow Nick Zoulek was asked to showcase his experience in a photo journal. Among Nick’s many creative talents is a striking ability to take beautiful photos, and he was able to capture so much of the beauty of our time at the Besant Hill School. Head on over to New Music USA to check out Nick’s photo journal.

After another successful Blackbird Creative Lab, we are back home in Chicago and taking a moment to process. The second week always goes by faster than the first because of the performance prep and concerts added to the schedule. The fellows get the full Eighth Blackbird experience of adding lighting, staging with our resident choreographer Ros Warby, and in some cases video projection to their pieces. We are lucky to have an incredible staff and stage crew that makes it all happen smoothly and seamlessly behind the scenes!

In addition to concert prep, the fellows got to learn from our final three guest lecturers. On Monday, Kristy Edmunds, Executive and Artistic Director of the Center for the Art of Performance at UCLA, Skyped in to our seminar hour to talk about the difference between curating and presenting. Kristy has an incredible talent for articulating her role in the arts, and the fellows walked away with tips on how to talk with donors and presenters, the importance of relationships and flexibility, and how to curate a culture beyond the individual project.

Nico Muhly was with us the entire second week to work with composers in one-on-one sessions and lead a seminar talk. He brought such a vibrant energy, and a wealth of knowledge and experience from a life rooted in community building. Just about every composer after their lesson with him said “I’m not entirely sure I understood everything…but I’m sure that my life changed for the better,” or something to that effect. Bonus: he also performed with our final guest artist, Shara Nova.

Shara was one of the most anticipated by the fellows (read: there was lots of fan-girling). Her own work is community driven, so she invited all of the fellows and staff to participate in a rockin performance of “Pressure” at the donor dinner. She presented a Ted Talk-style overview of her career, and explained how she grew as an artist with each new collaboration and project by staying open to learning new things and being curious.  

We ended the week with a donor event, including guests from New Music USA’s New Music Connect group (featuring Justus Schlichting who, along with his wife Helen, has now commissioned all 12 of the composer pieces that have been premiered at The Lab). And of course two absolutely stunning final concerts, with performances we will all remember for a very long time to come.

We truly believe that this year’s Lab was another powerful experience. The two weeks were not only musically intense, but also pushed fellows to dig deep into themselves and think about why they do what they do, hopefully emerging with a clear vision for their career. We can’t wait to see what the future holds for this year’s group, and also to continue watching our 30 inaugural alums. Onward and upward!

We made it through Week 1!! Our special guests included Pulitzer Prize-winning composer Jennifer Higdon (back for her second year as a Blackbird Creative Lab faculty member), visual artist Ann Hamilton, and performance psychologist Dana Fonteneau. These artists inspired us, made us laugh, cry, explore our innermost struggles, and…make some really interesting and weird music!

J-Higs as the Fellows now call her, spent the week working with fellows in rehearsals and one-on-one sessions. She also gave a seminar that was like an inspiring college graduation speech that could go viral. Jennifer’s table at every meal was full of fellows listening to her stories and asking questions.

Ann Hamilton and Dana Fonteneau shared equally personal and honest stories about their career paths and artistic process, and Ann actually led us all through an experimental composition that was both cathartic and hilarious at times. Bonus: Ann’s husband Michael Mercil, who is also an amazing visual artist, was along for the trip, and shared some of his interesting collaborative work with NYC-based ensemble Tigue. We are extremely grateful to each of this amazing guests for their  time, energy, and openness throughout the week!

Saturday’s salon concert (an open forum where fellows can share works in progress) was jam packed with exciting music! We actually kicked it off with a surprise performance of works by David Lang and Philip Glass, which was so much fun, since we do very little performing as Eighth Blackbird here at the Lab. Then piano duo HOCKET performed a work by member Thomas Kotcheff entitled “wgah’nahl fhtagn” (say that three times fast!), followed by presentations from vocalist Amy Petrongelli, saxophonist Nick Zoulek, clarinetist Luke Ellard and percussionist Dan Reifsteck, who surprised us with a lovely ballad for voice and piano. The salon then transitioned outside, where trumpeter and electronic musician Allison Wright and video projection artist Xuan Zhang had set up an electronic music jam session with video projections on the trees. It was maybe the closest that a new music festival has ever come to feeling like…an NYC nightclub in 2001? 

To close out Week 1, we surprised the Fellows with a disco ball party. Yes, with a real disco ball, DJ, and colored lights! Everyone, including our competitive ballroom dancing Lab Director extraordinaire Elaine Martone boogied well into the night. Photos from that evening are classified (no one needs to see Nick Photonis and Matthew Duvall’s classic dad dance moves, LOL), but we can attest to the fact that it was a super fun ending to a week full of amazing highlights.

The 2018 Blackbird Creative Lab is now in session! Our staff spent the weekend getting the gorgeous Besant Hill School campus in the center of the Ojai valley ready for us. Besant Hill is a remote boarding school surrounded by citrus orchards, vineyards, mountains, and sunshine. It is the perfect setting to feel relaxed and focused while working on new pieces, and experimenting with creativity.

On Sunday afternoon, we eagerly awaited the arrival of our second class of fellows, arriving from Hong Kong, New Zealand, Chicago, Los Angeles and everywhere in between. We couldn’t wait to get them checked in, and to get started on this adventure together

The majority of each day at the Lab is spent in 3 sessions of rehearsals. As you walk around campus, hundreds of birds chatter about the music and add their own take on certain pieces. One of their favorites is Derek Bermel’s “Coming Together” performed by clarinest Luke Ellard and cellist Jake Saunders, because there is lots of pitch bending!

Afternoons are for salons (a place for fellows to showcase works in progress), and also for guest artist and faculty workshops. So far, we’ve led our own workshop on visioning and strategic planning for artists, that was reinforced by our good friend Tom Morris, aka Artistic Director of the Ojai Music Festival, who  spoke to the fellows about vision statements and the art of curation. Our movement faculty member, Ros Warby, also gave a wonderful workshop, and reminded us that this week is all about “digging deep and bringing that depth to the surface.”

One of our favorite parts of the Lab is watching old friends come together, new friendships in the making, and seeing fellows meet the ensemble and faculty. Clarinet fellow Luke recounted a story about the first time he heard Jennifer Higdon’s “Blue Cathedral” in middle school band, and how excited he was to finally work with her in person here at the Lab.  So far, the Lab has been full of small connections like this, old and new . There is so much more community building and creative expansion in store for our next few weeks here, and we can’t wait to see it all unfold.

Violin power: Kate Outterbridge, Zachariah Matteson, Michiko Theurer, Yvonne Lam, Nick Montopoli

fellows at the afterparty

Justus and Helen Schlichting with Benjamin Mitchell

Bryan Hayslett, Ted Hearne, Jocelyn Zelasko

Bryan Hayslett, Yvonne Lam, Jocelyn Zelasko

Evan Saddler, Yvonne Lam, Tamara Kohler, Dan Caputo, Jocelyn Zelasko, Bryan Hayslett

Acknowledging Ned McGowan

Birds being silly

dance party!

Last night’s performance was entitled “Reflections”, and marked the official end of the inaugural Blackbird Creative Lab. It was a hefty program, featuring the works of Lab composers Fjóla Evans, Dan Caputo, and Molly Herron, and the works of faculty and guest composers Jennifer Higdon, Ted Hearne, and Ned McGowan. The mood was more cerebral and contemplative than last night’s playful romp, but no less impactful. We heard two very different works of faculty composer Ted Hearne, By-By Huey and Warning Song. Bryan Hayslett mentioned offhandedly in one of the early rehearsals of Warning Song that he might have done the backing tracks a little differently, and I said, “Let’s make it happen.” So he spent a good chunk of the evenings at the Lab recording all new backing tracks (12 in total) that he used in the performance. (I also convinced him to use a felt pick on his cello and buy an iPad pro. I might be a bad influence.) Michiko Theurer and Nick memorized and played a few virtuosic duos  by Jörg Widmann, even incorporating a bit of waltzing – I don’t think Nick has played his cello sitting down once this whole two weeks. Nathalie played a duo with Aaron Wolf by Gabriela Frank which lamented the downfall of ancient civilizations. Jocelyn Zelasko and Justine Aronson sang a duo from Jennifer Higdon’s opera Cold Mountain about listening to the rhythm of nature, and Molly Herron wrote a moving work for Invoke using footage she shot in Lebanon and the Netherlands while mentoring refugee children in composition. Fjóla’s piece Eroding was meditative and a bit sad, with the barefoot performers starting in a circle and then moving around each other to eventually end in a tight cluster encircling the cellist.

The second half opened with Dan Caputo’s Dream Mechanics, which used the snare drum as a speaker for electronics. There was also a glowing fish bowl with a projection of a fish behind the performers, and the singer, caught in a lucid dream-state, feeling her way around stage with her eyes closed. Then came Amy Beth Kirsten’s For A Dream’s Sake, showcasing Jocelyn Zelasko trapped a nightmare. Two incredibly virtuosic pieces followed: Alexandre Lunsqui’s percussion duo Materiali, which used six terracotta roof tiles among many other things, and Kristin Kuster’s sax and piano duo Jellyfish. Then Nathalie’s group came out and absolutely killed Ned McGowan’s Garden of Iniquitous Creatures. I’d like to think they were able to play it so well because Ned essentially gave them a cheat sheet with his rhythm workshop, but the truth is they’re just that good.

In the words of our illustrious Lab Director, Elaine Martone, no self-respecting music festival doesn’t have an afterparty, so we got out the disco ball, ordered some tacos and margaritas delivered, and got down to partying. The mood was a bittersweet mix of elation over the accomplishments of the past two weeks and sadness over having to part with the precious tight-knit community we built. As I circulated among the fellows, reminiscing about the highs and lows, saying some pre-emptive goodbyes, I saw Nick and Matthew standing apart from the crowd with their drinks. I walked over to tease them about not dancing and hopefully prod Nick into rapping for us. But then Matthew gave me a look that I’ve only ever seen on his face when he talks about his children, this look of glowing pride. Given the hectic schedule we all had, we haven’t really had a chance to talk about our personal experiences, but at that moment, I knew we were all feeling the same thing. We were so incredibly proud of what these fellows have achieved over these past two weeks, and we feel so lucky to have enabled it. This is an actual dream come true for us. So while the fellows were lamenting the end of the Lab and the subsequent return to reality, and I had to remind them and myself that 1) this is reality, and 2) this is only the end of the beginning.

Molly has dibs on Viet, apparently

Viet with his performers

Molly and Viet in a glamour pose

processional of Danny Clay musicians

Justine Aronson leading one of Danny Clay’s games

Fellows “playing” Danny Clay’s piece

Last night, we were milling about outside Zalk Theater waiting for the very first performance of the inaugural Blackbird Creative Lab to begin when we heard a little bell dinging in the distance. As we swiveled our heads to find the source, we saw composer Danny Clay leading some fellows up the garden path to where we were waiting. When they arrived, they began performing some of the games from his work Lab Book. Playful and at times downright hilarious, it requires the musicians (or anyone who can make noise) to play games by following rules he sets up. Think “Simon Says” and “tag”, but using musical instruments. After a round of games, the musicians started a beautiful melody and led a procession into Zalk, inviting us to take a wooden comb from a bowl on our way inside.

The program that followed was in turns delightful, sad, creepy, and exhilarating. A lot of it was a surprise to me because, while I’ve heard most of the rehearsals, I hadn’t seen any of the staging or transitions between pieces, which were all choreographed in great detail. The result was a smooth, coherent show with no awkward pauses – everyone knew what they were doing at what time – and the performers had the audience eating out of their hands. We heard two other pieces commissioned for the Lab: Molly Joyce’s Less Is More and Viet Cuong’s Electric Aroma. Molly wrote for the Passepartout Duo, who memorized her piece for the show so that the lights could be the third instrument of the piece. They also played Mayke Nas’ DiGit #2, which I can only describe as a highly theatrical rendition of pattycake. Viet’s piece ensnared me (pun intended) with his crotale-stopped-on-snare-drum effect and honking reed multiphonics. We saw our very own Nick stand on a table with his cello to lead another round of Danny Clay’s games, the last one in which we were encouraged to use our combs to contribute cricket noises as the performers led the audience back outside for intermission. Justine Aronson and Erika Boysen performed Kate Soper’s Only the Words Mean What They Say fully memorized and staged to devastating effect – I am still haunted by the way they embodied the internal and external of a character simultaneously. Kate Outterbridge and Robert Fleitz bared their souls in Richard Reed Parry’s Heart and Breath, and Phoebe Wu and Jordan Curcuruto donned red and blue wigs to tease us with Jessie Marino’s Rot Blau. There was more laughter than I’ve ever heard at any concert, which in and of itself was wonderful.

Spirits were flying high as we gathered after the show on the dining commons veranda, also known as The Nest, or The Serial Bar (both puns apt and intended), depending on whom you ask. It was amazing to finally see all our work come together in a show, but also a bit intimidating, if I’m to be honest. How are we supposed to top that tonight??

Nagoya Marimbas on the hill

Double Sextet rehearsing

Ted Hearne seminar

musicians in the wild

To celebrate the summer solstice, composer Fjóla Evans organized a performance of her piece in the yurt (yes, there’s a real yurt on campus), summoning us with a morning email that she signed, “Yours in drone, Fjóla.” So, after an exhausting day filled with rehearsals and a seminar led by Ted about his work and about the commissioning process, I overcame my fear of the yurt – accounts of decapitated rabbits and black widow spiders come to mind – and walked gingerly down the path with the aid of my phone’s flashlight. At the entrance, Danny Clay greeted us with a bag of wooden combs. I didn’t quite catch the instructions if they were ever given, but it became clear that the combs were for making cricket sounds. We settled into the dark yurt, illuminated only by a single flashlight aimed at the ceiling in the center, and the droning started amongst random human crickets. At first I was uncomfortable in the pitch black, worrying about whether there was a spider crawling up my pants leg, but as my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I saw people lying comfortably on their backs, fiddling with combs, some just sitting serenely, not using their combs at all, and I began to let myself sync up with the energy of the space and the people within. There was something ritualistic and pagan about it, but it was also a welcome cleansing experience and not the creepy séance it could have been. I didn’t even notice that the drones had dissipated until it was already over, much like how I never notice that the days are shortening until we are well into fall.

Last night we invited some very special friends and supporters of the Lab to a dinner and performance event. Because it was originally planned to coincide with Steve Reich’s visit, we had an entire program of his music ready. But since we wanted to share both the music and the beautiful setting, we organized a musical tour of sorts, kicked off with a Skype session with Steve (surprise!). Even though we had it up and running for 15 minutes before the fellows and guests filed in, the minute Steve began to talk, the connection garbled his words into a Charlie Brown’s mom-like noise (surprise, surprise!!). Our staff quickly conferred, and found a solution using the video from Skype and the microphone from a good ol’ cell phone (everyone at the festival has my number now because I had to shout it to Steve over Skype). Worked like a charm, and we were all finally able to clearly hear Steve’s charm as he answered questions from the fellows. Then we proceeded up to the hilltop where we heard Kaylie Melville and Evan Saddler perform Nagoya Marimbas against the transcendent backdrop of mountains and golden meadows. Then we descended to the amphitheater, where Four Organs was waiting for us, and then to the Zalk Theater for some thank yous, a champagne toast and a rousing performance of Double Sextet. In many ways, it felt like a summer solstice of the Lab. True, we still have the weekend of performances ahead of us, but now the days are definitely getting shorter as we near the end of our two weeks together. The fruit of our labor will be shown in the next two days, but there have been so many seeds planted that need much longer than two weeks to germinate. To that end, we are planning a Lab alumni performance event in Chicago in January 2018! Details to follow soon…

Meanwhile, if you’re in the LA or Ojai area, please come and see the fantastic work the fellows have been doing over the past two weeks! Tickets here.

Elaine Martone seminar on recording

impromptu jam session

memory workshop

rhythm workshop

Cory Hills

Elaine and Ted Hearne’s dog, Venda

Peter Ferry at work

Over the past several days, Ned McGowan has been leading the Lab through the rhythm course he usually takes a whole year to teach. He’s quite the taskmaster, being the only guest to give us homework so far (due tomorrow, though I probably won’t be done in time).  Monday night we had the grand culmination of the course, for which he taught us an entire piece. We divided into two large groups and learned the whole thing over an hour, adding group movements like stomping and clapping and shouted syllables, which created their own (very loud) phasing rhythms between the two groups.  And just when we thought that this was the point, Ned suddenly whipped out his flute and started improvising over our rhythmic framework. Then Jeff Stern ran up to the drum set and took a solo, followed by Jordan Curcuruto, Nick Montopoli, Dylan Ward, and our very own Matthew Duvall. And all the while the group kept time in an energetic whisper. It was pretty magical. .

Cory Hills also paid us a visit. He is a percussive storyteller and one of Eighth Blackbird’s first Chicago Artist Workshop participants. He spoke about the children’s industry, charmed us with a few stories from his children’s programs, and took us through a tricky group rhythm exercise of his own, which had us moving through the group with the objective of messing each other up. Everyone instinctively used volume as a means to that end, so our ears were all ringing when that was over.

Last night, we had a follow up session to the first night’s seminar on core ideology, but since the fellows have been reading each other’s statements, commenting, and reflecting for the past week and a half, this time we broke up into groups and got down to it right away. We had such heady discussions over the difference between values, goals and purpose that we ran right into dinner. So we all opted to get food and continue the discussion in the dining commons. It’s a tortuous process, trying to distill and articulate your very identity into a few words. But when you’re with a trustworthy and safe group of people, the hive mind is a wonderful thing. Ted Hearne, who arrived last Sunday and has been making the rounds with the composers and their pieces, joined us at our table and talked a little bit about his journey to discovering his goals. We were still at it by dinner’s end, but by then people had rehearsals to attend. As I got up, I could see other groups reluctantly breaking up at their tables, knowing we don’t have much time to indulge in this process anymore while we’re here. But it looks like we have gotten their wheels turning, and that first step is often the hardest.

Ned McGowan playing bass flute

Jordan Curcuruto performing her composition

Elaine and Michael waltzing during a production meeting

Matt Keown performing in a salon

Pamela Z with the tech team: Matt, Keithlyn, and Jessica

Pamela Z with starstruck fellows (us included)

Pamela Z performing

Pamela Z and her gesture controllers

Pamela Z holding court

It’s the beginning of Day 6 here at the Lab, and the idea of loops has been on my mind. We all live our lives in a series of loops, big and small, physical and mental: daily routines, weekly routines, the physical path one takes to work or from the bedroom to the kitchen; the thought patterns that ultimately form our beliefs about the world, ourselves, and each other. Loops are comforting in their predictability, but stifling in their rigidity. They can simultaneously give us a sense of control but also make us feel like we are being controlled.

We’ve had a series of incredible guest artists and speakers at the Lab this first week: Tom Morris, Jennifer Higdon, Pamela Z, and Ned McGowan. Each of them is wildly unique, but all their stories had one similarity: they had to find a way to break through loops to become who they are, whether it was their own or someone else’s. Tom is a visionary curator and a giant in the orchestral world, but he spoke soberly about the deeply entrenched loops of programming that institutions are afraid to disrupt. Jennifer spoke about the prejudices she faced being a late starter in classical music, but also of the dangerous loop she was in for many years of working incessantly, which resulted in serious bodily injuries. Pamela Z was in a musical loop she was desperate to break away from, and it was her discovery of digital delay that released her. It’s kind of poetic that her resulting work is based on loops, which form an underpinning that affords her extreme artistic freedom.

Pamela also spoke candidly about being a woman in the very male world of electronic music, and the often subtle but painful comments she had to endure. Jordan Curcuruto, a percussion fellow, performed a piece she wrote in response to a sexist comment an instructor made while she was in marching band. I started crying at one point because it made me so angry at that instructor and so proud of her at the same time. There are so many more women in traditionally male roles these days – composition, brass, percussion – but we forget that every musical career shut out women at one time.  Even I sometimes realize that I’ve been stuck in a sexist loop of thinking when I find myself surprised at seeing a woman at a certain instrument or profession.

Musicians are always creating loops in the practice room. Whether alone or in rehearsal with Eighth Blackbird, there’s no more effective way of learning a piece than to loop. You find a problem and usually end up looping it hundreds of times, slowly expanding the loop until you have the whole piece. Ned’s seminar last night had us looping rhythms en masse with the rhythmic syllables he learned from studying Indian music: ta ki ta, ta ki ta, ta ki di mi, ta ki di mi. He put on the metronome and pointed to either tuplets or groupings which we had to switch between. This was a really hard exercise to do in a large group, because it’s so hard for the group to truly sync. Once we settled into a rhythm, the loop took on a life of its own, getting easier, more unified, and often louder until Ned would suddenly point to a different subdivision, and the group voice would fracture as people’s minds adjusted to a new reality. Had you been a random passerby, you would have thought the Lab was practicing some kind of ritualistic chant, and it began to feel that way in some regard. It was incredibly satisfying and comforting when everyone was perfectly in sync. When you heard one voice not together with the group, you couldn’t help but look in that direction. And if it was you, you couldn’t help but feel embarrassed. It made me think about how the instinct – the need – to be one with the group and not stick out is such a powerful force that can keep us imprisoned in our loops.

So when Ned divided us into groups and had us speak rhythms independently of each other, my mind nearly broke. Even though this was just an exercise, I felt a twinge of genuine fear every time I had to switch to an unfamiliar rhythm. It required such belief in your own pulse and taking the initiative to lead, as well as an ability to acknowledge and understand the opposing rhythm. Such a metaphor for the Lab, such a metaphor for life. And just when we thought we were doing so well, Ned would say, “now, with the metronome!”

Jennifer Higdon and Pamela Z

Matt Keown and Jeff Stern

Bryan Hayslett showing off his “Blockstrap”

Mark DeChiazza workshop performance

getting ready for the first salon

Invoke rehearsing with Molly Herron

Mark DeChiazza workshop

Jennifer Higdon seminar

Invoke performing in the first salon

Mark DeChiazza workshop

It’s the beginning of day 4 here at the Lab, but it feels like week 4 because so much has been going on. Every day has been so jam-packed with rehearsals, salons, seminars, and conversation that by 3pm I already feel like I’m ready for bed. But I dig deep because I know the next 7 hours are gonna be full of stuff I don’t want to miss.

Our director, Mark DeChiazza, led us through an eye-opening workshop where we composed with our bodies in successively larger and larger groups. We then performed for each other – to a lot of tittering – but it really drove home the power of small details, like body position, eye focus, and intention. An observer involuntarily draws conclusions about what they see by piecing together all the small details and interpreting them, and ultimately comes up with their own narrative, but only if you leave the visual space for that to happen. Mark’s one big instruction of the night was: no pantomiming. And we found that the more abstract the movement, the richer and more diverse the narrative became.

Last night we had our first salon, where Matt Keown and Jeff Stern performed a percussion duo, Jordan Curcuruto performed a percussion piece involving an invented language, and Invoke performed standards of their rep, showing off their banjo/mandolin skills as well as their barbershop chops. Watching these young artists perform was equal parts inspiring and humbling. They can all run circles around me, and yet I’m here mentoring them. It’s quite a responsibility.

The evening closed with a talk by Jennifer Higdon, who regaled us with hilarious stories from her life. As well as Eighth Blackbird knows her, there were still stories I hadn’t heard. She weaved in many life lessons, which were valuable not only for the composers, but for anyone seeking a career as an artist. (Seek advice from those you trust, your personal relationships are going to be crucial to your career.) We also heard live performances of her piece Dash, and the “Listen” duet from her opera Cold Mountain. She is the embodiment of hard work, of perseverance in the face of adversity, and also of generosity and stewardship. It’s hard not to like her – she’s so funny and warm – and impossible not to admire her.

Blackbird Creative Lab 2017!

8bb seminar

Jennifer looking on

Putting up our core ideology

8bb seminar

8bb seminar

Matthew, Mark, and Jennifer

8bb seminar

8bb seminar

Nick enjoying the view

Every minute up until the fellows arrived, it still felt like it wasn’t really happening. I mean, we were here and ready, they were on their way, the excitement and anticipation was building to a fever pitch, but we were still standing on an empty campus. It wasn’t until the fellows started trickling into the amphitheater for orientation that things got real.

Seeing all these people whose faces and work we’ve been looking at for months felt like seeing old friends. There were hugs all around and animated chit chat while everyone got settled. After orientation, which included a tour of the campus as well as important warnings (coyotes! rattlesnakes! hornet’s nests!), we all sat down to a very lovely dinner al fresco, courtesy of Chef Juana. There was a tense moment when Jennifer Higdon and I started to serve ourselves food and then got sternly rebuked by the kitchen staff, who insisted on serving us, but the fabulous food made up for that. I sat with the Passepartout Duo (Nicoletta Favari and Christopher Salvito), and the percussionists Evan Saddler, Jeff Stern, and Jordan Curcuruto. It seems that percussionists not only have strength in numbers here, they all like to hang out together, too.

After the first few bites, Jeff turned to me and asked, “So is this representative of all the meals here? Because I could get used to this.” I honestly didn’t know the answer, because that was also the first meal I had on campus. So I told him not to get his hopes up too high, and especially not to expect Matthew to always be walking around with a bottle of red in one hand and a bottle of white in the other asking us which we preferred.

We let the fellows rest and settle in for the rest of the evening, and the next day we got right to work rehearsing. There’s nothing like the sound of thirty musicians rehearsing away all at once. For me, it brings back so much nostalgia and a feeling of home-ness. This is what my spiritual home should sound like: a glorious cacophony of people all pouring their hearts into their passions, together.

In the evening, the ensemble gave a short history of Eighth Blackbird during the hour before dinner. After dinner, we laid bare our core values and core purpose as well as our Big Hairy Audacious Goals (B.H.A.G.s), then gave them some paper and tasked them with searching for their own. As we walked around, we heard some fellows doing deep soul-searching and some fellows genuinely struggling with how to articulate what they thought they understood so well about themselves. One group had already gone through this process a few years ago, but decided to scrap everything they had and start anew. Some people had several pages full of brainstormed ideas. Some had blank pages.

These sheets will be put up for the Blackbird Creative Lab community to view, but I will not be posting photos or telling you what they wrote, nor will you be seeing anything on social media. We want our fellows to feel comfortable being honest with themselves and with each other, and it’s a very vulnerable process to go through. Our hope is that our little community will collectively help each and every one of these fellows walk away with a clearer understanding of not only who they are as artists, but who they want to become. I think it’s safe to say we got off to a very good start.