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Faculty Tuesdays Series Bernstein at 100 with Jamie Bernstein 7:30 p.m., Tuesday, Sept. 25, 2018 Grusin Music Hall Imig Music Building Program Brass Music (1948) I. Rondo for Lifey II. Elegy for Mippy I III. Elegy for Mippy II IV. Waltz for Mippy III V. Fanfare for Bima Justin Bartels, trumpet Michael Thornton, horn William Stanley, trombone Michael Dunn, tuba Margaret McDonald, piano I Hate Music! (1943) I. “My Name is Barbara” II. “Jupiter Has Seven Moons” III. “I Hate Music!” IV. “A Big Indian and A Little Indian” V. “I’m a Person Too” Jennifer Bird-Arvidsson, soprano Alexandra Nguyen, piano “So Pretty” (1968) Leigh Holman, mezzo-soprano Jeremy Reger, piano (program continues on next page) “Nothing More than This” from Candide (1956) Matthew Chellis, tenor Jeremy Reger, piano Sonata for Clarinet and Piano (1942) I. Grazioso. Un poco più mosso II. Andantino. Vivace e leggiero Daniel Silver, clarinet Margaret McDonald, piano Intermission From Seven Anniversaries (1942–1943) For Aaron Copland From Four Anniversaries (1948) For Felicia Montealgre From Thirteen Anniversaries (1988) In Memoriam: Helen Coates From Five Anniversaries (1949–1951) For Susanna Kyle From Thirteen Anniversaries (1988) For Stephen Sondheim Andrew Cooperstock, piano Two House Songs arr. Eric Stern “My House” from Peter Pan (1950) “Take Care of This House” from 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue (1976) Jennifer Bird-Arvidsson, soprano William Terwilliger, violin Andrew Cooperstock, piano “Glitter and Be Gay” from Candide (1956) arr. Eric Stern William Terwilliger, violin Andrew Cooperstock, piano Bridal Suite (1960) Part I Prelude Three Variations on the Names Adolph F#yllis Green: Love Song, Chaplinesque and Chaplinade Part II Interlude: Bell, Book and Rabbi Three Wedding Dances: The First Waltz (Canon), Cha-cha-cha and Hora Three Encores, Obligatory Modern Music (Argument) Old Music (Reconciliation) Magyar Lullaby Alexandra Nguyen, piano Andrew Cooperstock, piano Dance Suite (1989) I. Dancisca, for Anthony II. Waltz, for Agnes III. Bi-Tango, for Mischa IV. Two-Step, for Mr. B. V. MTV, for Jerry Justin Bartels, trumpet Ryan Spencer, trumpet Michael Thornton, horn William Stanley, trombone Michael Dunn, tuba Douglas Walter, percussion About CU Bernstein at 100 Bernstein at 100 is the worldwide celebration of the 100th birthday of Leonard Bernstein, composer, conductor, educator, musician, cultural ambassador, and humanitarian. Please join the CU Boulder College of Music as our ensembles, students, faculty, and guests embark on a journey through Bernstein’s lifework throughout the Fall 2018 semester. For more information on CU’s Bernstein at 100 celebration, please visit: colorado.edu/event/bernstein Lyrics I Hate Music! “A Big Indian and A Little Indian” And the people are so pretty there, Lyrics by Leonard Bernstein A big Indian and a little Indian were Shining smiles and shiny eyes walking down the street. and hair. “My Name is Barbara” The little Indian was the son of Then I had to ask my teacher why My mother says that babies come the big Indian. War was making all those in bottles; But the big Indian was not the father people die. but last week she said they grew on of the little Indian. They’re so pretty, so pretty. special baby-bushes. You see the riddle is: Then my teacher said and took I don’t believe in the storks, either! If the little Indian was the son of my hand, They’re all in the zoo, busy with their the big Indian, “They must die for peace you own babies! But the big Indian was not the father understand.” And what’s a baby-bush, anyway!? of the little Indian, But they’re so pretty, so pretty. My name is Barbara. Then who was he? I don’t understand. I'll give you two measures… “Jupiter Has Seven Moons” His mother! “Nothing More than This” Jupiter has seven moons or is Lyrics by Stephen Sondheim it nine? “I’m a Person Too” Saturn has a million, billion, I just found out today that I’m a Is it this, the meaning of my life, trillion sixty-nine; person too, like you: The sacred trust I treasure, And ev’ry one is a little sun, I like balloons; lots of people Nothing more than this? with six little moons of its own! like balloons: All of my hope and pleasure, But we have only one! But ev’ryone says, “Isn’t she cute? No more than this? Just think of all the fun we’d have if She likes balloons!” The love I dreamed and cried for, there were nine! I’m a person too, like you! Nothing more than this? Then we could be just nine times I like things that ev’ryone likes: All that I killed and died for, more romantic! I like soft things and movies No more than this? Dogs would bay ’til they were frantic! and horses That smile, that face, that halo we’d have nine tides in the Atlantic! and warm things and red things: around it, The man in the moon would don’t you? That youth, that charm, that grace, be gigantic! I have lots of thoughts; like what’s Behold I have found it, But we have only one! Only one! behind the sky; Nothing more than this, and what’s behind what’s behind No more than this. “I Hate Music!” the sky: What did you dream, I hate music, but I like to sing But ev’ryone says, “Isn’t she sweet? Angel face with flaxen hair, La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la! She wants to know ev’rything!” Soul as dead as face was fair? But that's not music! Don’t you? Did you ever care? Not what I call music, no sir! Of course I’m very young to be Yes, you cared for what these Music is a lot of men with a lot saying all these things purses hold, of tails, in front of so many people like you; You cared for gold, you cared Making lots of noise like a lot but I’m a person too! for gold. of females. Though I’m only ten years old; Take it for my kiss, my bitter kiss, Music is a lot of folks in a big I’m a person too, like you! Since it was this you wanted, dark hall, No more than this. Where they really don't want to “So Pretty” be at all. Lyrics by Betty Comden With a lot of chairs and Adolph Green And a lot of heirs And a lot of furs and diamonds! We were learning in our school today Music is silly. All about a country far away I hate music, but I like to sing. Full of lovely temples painted gold, Modern cities, jungles ages old. “My House” Be careful at night. my name? Lyrics by Leonard Bernstein Check all the doors. And yet of course these trinkets are If someone makes off with a dream, endearing, Ha ha! Will you build me a house? the dream will be yours. I'm oh, so glad my sapphire is a star, A house that really will be mine. Take care of this house. Ha ha! Then let me give you my design. Be always on call. I rather like a twenty-carat earring, A simple scheme of ... the house Care for this house. Ha ha! I dream of. It’s the hope of us all. If I'm not pure, at least my Build my house of wood. jewels are! Build my house of stone. “Glitter and Be Gay” Enough! Enough! Build my house of brick and mortar. Lyrics by Richard Wilbur I'll take their diamond necklace Make the ceiling strong. And show my noble stuff Strong against the storm. Glitter and be gay, By being gay and reckless! Shelter when the days grow shorter. That's the part I play; Ha ha ha ha ha! Ha! But build my house of love. Here I am in Paris, France, Observe how bravely I conceal And paint my house with trusting. Forced to bend my soul The dreadful, dreadful shame I feel. And warm it with the warmth of To a sordid role, Ha ha ha ha! your heart. Victimized by bitter, bitter Make a floor of faith. circumstance. Make the walls of truth. Alas for me! Had I remained Put a roof of peace above. Beside my lady mother, Only build my house of love. My virtue had remained unstained Until my maiden hand was gained “Take Care of this House” By some Grand Duke or other. Lyrics by Alan J. Lerner Ah, 'twas not to be; Harsh necessity Here in this shell of a house, Brought me to this gilded cage. this house that is struggling to be. Born to higher things, Filling the hall, Here I droop my wings, coming straight through the wall, Ah! Singing of a sorrow nothing is hope staring down at me. can assuage. But there's nothing there you can see. And yet of course I rather like to Sadness will flow down a cheek, revel, Ha ha! courage stands out like a tree. I have no strong objection to Joy, joy is as bright champagne, Ha ha! as a comet in flight. My wardrobe is expensive as the But hope isn't easy to see. devil, Ha ha! Perhaps it is ignoble to complain... Take care of this house. Enough, enough Keep it from harm. Of being basely tearful! If bandits break in, sound the alarm. I'll show my noble stuff Care for this house. By being bright and cheerful! Shine it by hand, Ha ha ha ha ha! Ha! and keep it so clean Pearls and ruby rings..