October it is, which means that the drives to and from London can be quite wet, but also means that the vocal score for the Dunstan cantata needs to be sent out. I have worked intensively on this over the weekend, but I am sure that there are some small things that I have missed in the sixty plus pages of piano score. Still, it is good to go and ready to rehearse.
One of the things that I needed to do was to decide on a title for the work, so I became all imaginative and settled for – drum roll – Cantata of Saint Dunstan. Yes, I know, contain your enthusiasm, but it is simple, effective, and gets the job done. Also, I cannot think of anything better, so thus it shall stay.
I could get on immediately with the orchestration, but I think I shall stand down from this piece for a week or so and find something else to occupy my compositional pen for the time being. Dunstan has been my near exclusive focus for nearly six months so I need to clear my head a little and start scribbling on something different, just for a little while.
I would hope to have the orchestration finished for the cantata by the end of year, which would give me a few months to tidy, proof and correct, so at present I think that I am well ahead of where I should be, and have managed to hit the deadline for the piano score, which was the trickier thing to achieve. Even if a few of the smaller details change between now and performance this score is still representative enough of what the finished product will be to serve its purpose well.
To finish off what had been an eventful sojourn in London I found that my car had been broken into while parked outside the burrow. Well, I say “broken into” but I may well have accidentally left it unlocked. It seems that all that was taken by the Hounslow swiftfinger brigade was my microphone stand, so the likes of RetroChic might have to do without backing vocals for a while, but in the grand scheme of things, and certainly in the context of the other occurrences of the weekend, it seemed like pretty small beer.