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Postby Indyrod on Wed Feb 19, 2003 10:11 pm

To my amazement, I noticed in Sunday's paper, our renown Indianapolis Symphony will be performing Philip Glass' new masterwork "Symphony No. 5" March 7-8. This is a huge undertaking for any symphonic orchestra, with 12 movements, Vocal Soloists, Symphonic Choir, and Children's Choir. It was written to be performed in 100 uninterrupted minutes, which will be the case for these performances. It's advertised as "The Midwest premiere of Glass' masterwork depicting the creation of the world". ... lass5.html

Immediately I called and made my reservation, as I have been a Glass fanatic for many years. I have at least 7 or 8 of his operas with "Akhnaten" and "Satyagraha" my favorites, and probably 25-30 other compostions throughout his illustrious career as one of the worlds great American comtemporary composers. Since I can't see King Crimson :twisted: on the first leg of the US tour, this came as extremely welcome news. I really never thought, I would ever get a chance to hear Glass' music performed live, let alone a magnificent Symphony. I can't wait, I just can't wait, and I'll post a review here, for anybody else that has an interest in the genius of Philip Glass.
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Last Nights Performance

Postby Indyrod on Sat Mar 08, 2003 5:54 pm

For a professional review of last nights performance I attended, here's the scoop for those interested in Philip Glass. It was interesting before the concert, I attended the pre-symphony interview session with the conductor, Carl St. Clair, and he explained a lot about this masterwork. It's interesting, because this is actually an Oratorio, not a Symphony. Philip didn't want it to be known as a religious composition, so he called it a Symphony. Call it artist discretion, I guess. Anyway, here's the review by our local classical music expert. From the Indianaplis Star, this morning:

Glass' Symphony No. 5 is a masterwork of creation

By Whitney Smith
March 8, 2003

Philip Glass' Symphony No. 5 probably will never end up as the most beloved of the classical music behemoths that take on such
lofty subjects as the creation or redemption of the world.

Still, the American minimalist composer's 110-minute choral-orchestral showcase subtitled "Requiem," "Bardo," "Nirmanakaya" is a masterwork worthy to be considered along with the likes of Haydn's "The Creation,"
Beethoven's "Choral" Symphony No. 9, Holst's "The Planets" or even some Mahler symphonies.

Commissioned for Austria's Salzburg Festival to celebrate the millennium, this collection of 12 spiritually charged movements
was translated into English from sources including Japanese Haiku, the Old and New Testaments of the Bible, the Quran and the Bhagavad Gita. Overall, the idea was to convey a sense of bridging the past, present and future enlightenment of the human race.

It would be a tall order for any group of musicians to attempt this complex, mystical, multicultural piece for large orchestra, five vocal soloists, mixed adult chorus and children's chorus.

With guest conductor Carl St. Clair of California's Pacific Symphony Orchestra as their guide and guru, the Indianapolis Symphony Orchestra, the Indianapolis Symphonic Choir and the Indianapolis Children's Choir all made the Midwest premiere of Glass' Fifth Symphony something to be proud of Friday night at Hilbert Circle Theatre.

With minor exceptions -- a few high notes clipped by overexerted singers, and a few imprecise moments from the podium -- this high-impact musical extravaganza smoothly wound its way through themes of birth, death and resurrection, by way of movements depicting the creation of the cosmos, human love, suffering, death and paradise.

From the strong complement of five soloists came these highlights: a serene melody floated out by soprano Cynthia Haymon in the "Creation of Human Beings"; the sensuous delivery of an invitation to an orchard in springtime, among many melodious contributions from Mary Phillips, a stand-in for the ailing mezzo originally scheduled; consistent clarity from tenor Richard Clement, especially in his tender solo in the "Compassion" section; the attitude of an oracle from baritone
Christopheren Nomura; and supremely expressive solos including a world-weary Psalm text, "My God, why have you forsaken me?" from bass-baritone Nathan Berg.

Through it all, the Indianapolis Symphony dug deep to capture Glass' signature harmonic and rhythmic essence, complete with shifting meters, drastic tempo changes, syncopation, repeated two-note mantras and dissonance quickly melting into consonance.

Meanwhile, the considerable forces of the Symphonic Choir and Children's Choir stuck to their guns, maintaining clear diction all the way through, making it unnecessary for me to follow along in the program most of time.

Nonetheless, it was such a compelling performance, you could practically hear the audience turning the program pages in unison. Nobody seemed to want to miss a thing.

If you're a serious classical music lover interested in hearing what's sure to be one of the milestones of this season's Indianapolis Symphony salute to American composers, consider heading Downtown tonight to hear Glass' monumental Symphony No. 5.
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The 12 Movements of Symphony No. 5

Postby Indyrod on Sat Mar 08, 2003 9:56 pm

The Twelve Movements of Symphony No. 5, Requiem, Bardo, Nirmanakaya

Composed by Philip Glass 1999

I - Before the Creation

II - Creation of the Cosmos

III - Creation of Sentient Beings

IV - Creation of Human Beings

V - Joy and Love

VI - Evil and Ignorance

VII - Suffering

VIII - Compassion

IX - Death

X - Judgement and Apocalypse

XI - Paradise

XII - Dedication of Merit

The End
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Complete Text to Symphony No. 5-Part 1

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here's the complete text to Glass' Symphony No. 5, as located at:

Movements be continued

KUSUMITA P. PEDERSEN. © 1999 Dunvagen Music Publishers, Inc., New York.



There was neither non-existence nor existence then;
there was neither realm of space nor the sky which is beyond.
What stirred? Where? In whose protection?
Was there water, bottomlessly deep?

There was neither death nor immortality [then].
There was no [distinguishing] sign of night nor of day.
That One breathed, windless, by Its own impulse.
Other than that there was nothing beyond.

Darkness was hidden by darkness in the beginning;
with no [distinguishing] sign, all this was water.
The life force that was covered with emptiness,
That One arose through the power of heat.

Desire came upon That One in the beginning;
that was the first seed of mind.
Poets seeking in their heart with wisdom found
the bond of existence in non-existence.

Their cord was extended across.
Was there below? Was there above?
There were seed-placers; there were powers.
There was impulse beneath; there was giving-forth above.

Who really knows? Who will here proclaim it?
Whence was it produced? Whence is this creation?
The gods came afterwards, with the creation of the universe.
Who then knows whence it has arisen?

Whence this creation has arisen -
perhaps it formed itself, or perhaps it did not -
the one who looks down [on it], in the highest heaven,
only he knows - or perhaps he does not know.

The Rig-Veda 10:1291


When He decrees a thing,
He buts says to it,
"Be," and it is.

The Qur'an 2:1172

In the beginning
when God made heaven and earth,
the earth was without form and void,
with darkness over the face of the abyss;
and a mighty wind that swept over the surface of the waters.
And God said, "Let there be light," and there was light;
And God saw that the light was good;
and He separated light from darkness.
He called the light day, and the darkness night.
[So evening came and morning came, the first day.]
So God said:
"Let there be a vault between the waters,
to separate water from water."
[So God made the vault,
and separated the water under the dome
from the waters which above it,]
and so it was;
and God called the vault Heaven.

Genesis 1:1-83

When space turned around, the earth heated,
When space turned over, the sky reversed,
When the sun appeared standing in the shadows
To cause light to make bright the moon,
When the Pleiades are small eyes in the night,
From the source in the earth was earth formed.
From the source in the dark was darkness formed.
From the source in the night was night formed.
From the depths of darkness, darkness so deep;
Darkness of day, darkness of night,
Of night alone.

The Kumulipo4

"White clouds shall float up
from the great waters at the border of the world
clustering about the mountain terraces.
They shall be borne aloft and abroad
by the breath of the surpassing soul-beings,
by the breath of the children,
they shall be hardened and broken by your cold,
shedding downward, in rain-spray, the water of life
into the hollow places of my lap."

"Not only you shall help our children!"
And he spread his hand out with the palm downward.
Into all the wrinkles and crevices
he set things looking like shining yellow corn-grains;
in the dark of the early world-dawn they gleamed like sparks of fire.
They moved as his hand moved over the terraces,
shining up from below,
moving in the depths of the water.

"And as these grains gleam up from the water,
so shall seed grains like them, but numberless,
spring up from your bosom
when touched by my waters
to nourish our children."

Zuñi Creation Story5


Izanagi no Mikoto and Izanami no Mikoto stood on the floating bridge of Heaven and held
counsel together, saying,

"Is there not a country below?"

Thereupon they thrust down the jewel-spear of Heaven,
and groping about found the ocean.
The brine which dripped from the point of the spear came together
and became an island. This island was named
and they made Ono-goro-jima the pillar of the center of the land.

Now the male god circled to the left,
and the female god circled to the right,
they went round the pillar separately.
When they met
they united as husband and wife.
They gave birth to the islands, the sea, the rivers, the mountains,
the ancestor of the trees, the ancestor of the herbs.

The Nihongi6

In the lead the whales proceed,
Mingling [and submerging] beneath the sea;
The 'opule fish advance in the distance;
They fill the deep ocean;
Like kumimi crabs clustered on the reef;
the youngest is carried by the current
into darkness.
Black as night the opaque sea.

The Kumulipo7

Zambe, the son of the One Who Bears the World,
dipped his hands in the water, and sprinkled hair all over the body of the chimpanzee and
said to him, moreover, "You will always live in the forests."

Bulu Creation Story8

Still Bumba our Creator was in pain.
He strained once again and from his mouth
nine living creatures came forth:
the leopard named Koy Bumba,
and Pongo Bumba the crested eagle,
the crocodile, Ganda Bumba,
and one little fish named Yo;
next, old Kono Bumba, the tortoise,
and Tsetse, the lightning, swift, deadly, beautiful like the leopard,
then the white heron, Nyanyi Bumba,
also one beetle,
and the goat named Budi.

The creatures themselves then created all the creatures.
The heron created [all] the birds of the air,
The crocodile made the serpents and the iguana,
The goat produced every beast with horns.
Yo, the small fish, brought forth all the fish of all the seas and waters.
The beetle created insects.
Then the serpents in their turn made grasshoppers
and the iguana made the creatures without horns.

Boshongo Creation Story9


The dawn has approached
Preparations have been made
and the morning has come
for the provider, the nurturer
born in the light
begotten in the light

Morning has come for humankind
for the people of the face of the earth

The Creators went on thinking in the darkness, in the night
as they searched and they sifted
they thought and they wondered
and here their thoughts came out in clear light
they sought and discovered what was needed for human flesh

the yellow corn
the white corn
from the Split Place
from the Bitter Water Place
[the ears of yellow corn and white corn]

the corn became the human flesh
the water became the human blood
the making, the modeling of our first mother-father
This was done by the Bearer, Begetter
Sovereign Plumed Serpent

The Popul Vuh10
(Quiché Maya)

Surely We created man of clay
of molded mud
and before man, We created the jinn
of fire flaming.
And your Lord said to the angels,
"See, I am creating a mortal of clay
of molded mud.

When I have shaped him, and breathed My spirit in him, fall down,
and bow before him!"
Then the angels bowed [themselves
all together,]
save Iblis; [he refused to be among those bowing.]

God said, "What ails you, Iblis, that
you are not among those bowing?"

Said he, "I would never bow
before a mortal
whom You have created of a clay
of molded mud."

Said He,
"Then go forth from here;
you are accursed.
Upon you shall rest My curse, till
The Day of Doom."

Said Iblis, "My Lord, respite me til the day
they shall be raised."

Said He, "You are among those
that are respited unto the day
of a known time."

Said he, "My Lord, since you have seduced me
I shall tempt mankind [so] on earth."

The Qur'an 15:26-3911


Come to the orchard in spring.
There is light and wine and sweethearts
in the pomegranate flowers.
If you do not come
these do not matter.
If you do come
these do not matter.


My beloved speaks and says to me:
"Arise, my love, my fair one,
and come away!
for lo, the winter is past,
[the rain is over and gone.]
The flowers appear on the earth,
the time of singing has come,
and the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land."

Awake, O north wind, and come, O south wind!
Blow upon my garden, let its fragrance be wafted abroad.
Let my beloved come to his garden, and eat its choicest fruits.

I come to my garden, my sister, my bride,
I gather my myrrh with my spice,
I eat my honeycomb with my honey,
I drink my wine with my milk.

The Song of Songs 2:10-12, 5:1613

As the mirror to my hand,
the flowers to my hair,
kohl to my eyes,
tambul to my mouth,
[musk to my breast,]
necklace to my throat,
ecstasy to my flesh,
heart to my home -

as wing to bird,
water to fish,
life to the living -
so you to me.
But tell me,
Madhava, beloved,
who are you?
Who are you really?

Vidyãpati says, they are one another.


At the first note of his flute
down came the lion gate of reverence for elders,
down came the door of dharma,
my guarded treasure of modesty was lost,
I was thrust to the ground as if by a thunderbolt.
Ah, yes, his dark body
[poised in the tribhanga pose]
shot the arrow that pierced me;
no more honor, my family
lost to me,
[my home at Vraja
lost to me.]
Only my life is left - and my life too
is only a breath that is leaving me.


Come, come, whoever you are!
Wanderer, worshipper, lover of leaving.
This is not a caravan of despair.
It doesn't matter if you have broken your vows a thousand times.
Still come, and yet again come!



Thoughts came into existence and they gazed
Their vision came all at once
Perfectly they saw, perfectly they knew
[everything under the sky, wherever they looked]
Everything was seen without obstruction
As they looked, their knowledge became intense
Their sight passed through trees, through rocks, through lakes,
through seas, through mountains, through plains
[they saw everything under the sky perfectly
they understood everything perfectly.]

"We have understood everything!" they said,
though they were only works and designs.
And so the Bearer, [Begetter,] took back their knowledge.
They were blinded as the face of a mirror is breathed on.
Their vision flickered.
They could only see clearly close up.

Such was the loss of understanding,
with the means of knowing everything.

The Popul Vuh17
(Quiché Maya)

All things, O monks, are on fire.
And what are things are on fire?

The eye is on fire, forms are on fire
the ear is on fire; sounds are on fire
the nose is on fire, odors are on fire
the tongue is on fire, tastes are on fire
the body is on fire, things touched are on fire
the mind is on fire, thoughts are on fire.

[And with what are these on fire?]

Fire of passion
Fire of hatred
The fire of infatuation with birth, old age and death.

The Fire Sermon, from The Mahã-Vagga 1:2118

Lost souls of little understanding and fierce deeds
rise as the enemies of the world for its destruction.

"This have I gotten today,
and that desire I will fulfill.
This wealth is mine, and that also shall be mine.
That enemy I have killed
and others I will kill.
I am the lord of all.
I enjoy, I am [prosperous], mighty and happy.
I am rich, of high birth.
Who is equal to me?
I will offer sacrifice, I will give, I will enjoy."
Thus, deluded by ignorance,
[bewildered by so many fantasies,]
entangled in the meshes of desire,
addicted to pleasure
they fall into loathsome hell.

The Bhagavad Gitã 16:9, 13-1619


My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?
Why are you so far from helping me,
from the words of my groaning?

O my God, I cry by day, but you do not answer,
and by night, but find no rest.

Psalm 22:2-320

My limbs fail and my mouth is parched.
My body is shaken and my hair stands on end.
The bow Gandiva slips from my hand
[and my skin is on fire.]
I cannot hold myself steady;
my mind seems to whirl.

The Bhagavad Gitã 1:29-3021

Let the day perish wherein I was born,
and the night which said,
'A child is conceived.'
Let that day be darkness!
May God above not seek it,
nor light shine upon it.
Let gloom and deep darkness claim it.
Let clouds dwell upon it;
let the blackness of [the] day terrify it.
That night - let thick darkness seize it!

Why did I not die at birth,
come forth from the womb and expire?
Why did the knees receive me?
Or why the breasts, that I should suck?
For then I should have lain down and been quiet;
I should have slept; then I should have been at rest.

Why is light given to him that is in misery,
and life to the bitter in soul,
who long for death, but it does not come,
they search for it more than hidden treasure,
who rejoice exceedingly, and are glad,
when they find the grave?
Why is light given to a man whose way is hidden,
whom God has hedged in?
For my sighing comes as my bread,
and my groanings are poured out like water.
For the thing that I fear comes upon me,
and what I dread befalls me.

Job 3:2-6, 11-13, 20-2522

There is no faithfulness or kindness,
and no knowledge of God in the land;
there is swearing, lying, [killing], stealing, [and committing adultery],
they break all bounds and murder follows murder,
Thus the land mourns,
and all who dwell in it languish,
and the beasts of the field,
and the birds of the air,
and even the fish of the sea are taken away.

Hosea 4:1-323


All people have the heart
which cannot bear to see the sufferings of others.

Mencius 2.A.624

Gladly do I rejoice
In the virtue that relieves the misery
Of all those who suffer
And place them in happiness.

Thus by the virtue collected
Through all that I have done,
May the pain of every living creature
Be completely cleared away.

May I be the doctor and the medicine
And may I be the nurse
For all sick beings in the world
Til everyone is healed.

May a rain of food and drink descend
To clear away the pain of thirst and hunger
And during the aeons of famine
May I myself change into food and drink.

May I become an inexhaustible treasure
For those who are poor and destitute;
May I turn into all the things they could need
And may these be placed close beside them.

Sãntideva: Bodhicaryãvatãra 3:1, 6-925
(Sanskrit, translated from the Tibetan commentary
by Thog-me Zang-po)

The heart of compassion
Is the seed of benevolence.

Mencius 2.A.626

May I be protector for those without one,
A guide for all travelers on the way;
[May I be] a bridge, a boat and a ship
For all who wish to cross the water.

May I be an island for those who seek one
And a lamp for those wishing light,
[May I be] a bed for all who wish to rest
And a slave for all who want a slave.

May I be a wishing jewel, a magic vase,
Powerful mantras and great medicine,
[May I become] a wish-fulfilling tree
And a cow of plenty for the world.

Just like space
And the great elements such as earth,
May I always support the life
Of all the boundless creatures.

And until they pass away from pain
May I also be the source of life
For all the realms of varied beings
That reach unto the ends of space.

Sãntideva: Bodhicaryãvatãra 3:17-2127
(Sanskrit: translated from the Tibetan)
commentary by Thog-me Zang-po

I was hungry and you gave me food,
I was thirsty and you gave me drink,
I was a stranger and you welcomed me,
I was naked and you covered me,
I was sick and you visited me,
I was in prison and you came to me.

Truly I say to you, as you did it
for the least of [these] my brothers and sisters
You did it for me.

Matthew 25: 35-36, 4028
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Complete Text to Symphony No.5-Part 2

Postby Indyrod on Sun Mar 09, 2003 1:19 am

Movements 9-12..Text Completed


People seldom find their way
To this wide and desolate plain.
Except for my grave, there is nothing here,
Only wild beasts roaming about
And quarreling over my bones.
The wandering ghosts that haunt this tomb
Fly with the wind over the pines,
Quick as a lightening flash before the eye,
And brief as the morning dew.
Must I remain forever hidden beneath the moss,
Here in these shadows of grass?
[Then] I would rather be buried once and for all,
in dark oblivion!
Such pains of desire burn my soul!
This is my dwelling, the Burning House,
This is my dwelling, the Burning House!

Kanze Kiyotsugu Kan'ami: The Sought-for Grave29

In this world
the living grow fewer,
the dead increase
how much longer must I carry this body of grief?

How sad,
to think I will end
as only
a pale green mist
drifting the far fields.

Ono no Komachi30

On a journey, ill
And over fields all withered
Dreams go wandering still.

Bashõ Matsuo: His Death Haiku31

My foes will become nothing.
My friends will become nothing.
I too will become nothing.
Likewise all will become nothing.

Just as in a dream
whatever I enjoy

will become a memory,
whatever has passed will not be seen again.

Leaving all I must depart alone.

Sãntideva: Bodhicaryãvatãra 2:36-37, 3532
(Sanskrit: translated from the Tibetan
commentary by Thog-me Zang-po)


When heaven is split open,
when the stars are scattered,
when the seas swarm over,
when the tombs are overthrown,
then a soul shall know its works, the former and the latter.

The Qur'an 82:1-533

When the sun shall be darkened,
when the stars shall be thrown down,
when the mountains shall be set moving,
when the pregnant camels shall be neglected,
when the savage beasts shall be mustered,
when the seas shall be set boiling, when the souls shall be coupled,
when the buried infant shall be asked for what sin she was slain,
when the scrolls shall be unrolled,
when heaven shall be stripped off,
when Hell shall be set blazing,
when Paradise shall be brought nigh,
then shall a soul know what it has produced.

The Qur'an 81:1-1434

Upon that day men shall issue in scatterings to see their works,
and whoso has done an atom's weight of good shall see it,
and whoso has done an atom's weight of evil shall see it.

The Qur'an 99:6-835

That you are suffering so comes from your own actions;
it is not due to anybody else.
it is by your own actions.
The good spirit born with you,
will come now and count out your good deeds with white pebbles,
and the evil spirit born with you,
will come now and count out your evil deeds with black pebbles.
Then you will be frightened, awed and terrified.

Then the Lord of Death
will place round your neck a rope and drag you along;
he will cut off your head, extract your heart, pull out your guts,
lick up your brain, eat your flesh, and gnaw your bones,
but you will not die.
Although your body be hacked to pieces, it will live again.
and cause great pain and torture.
But be not frightened and terrified,
and fear not the Lord of Death.
Your body is the nature of emptiness,
you need not be afraid.
Emptiness cannot injure emptiness.
That is the emptiness of your true nature,
before whcih your mind shines clearly and lucidly,
and at which you feel awe,
emptiness by nature luminous,
luminous light inseparable from emptiness.

The Tibetan Book of The Dead36

At the end of four ages
The earth's surface is wasted.

There arises a dreadful drought that lasts for a hundred years.
Then all these earthly beings perish completely through oppression.

And so Lord Vishnu, who abides in himself,
Appears as terrifying Shiva and destroys all creatures.

Through the sun's seven rays, he drinks up all the water.

Then seven rays become seven suns
and, blazing, ignite all three worlds.

These worlds then blaze like a frying pan.

All things are consumed by flames.

Dreadful clouds arise.
Like elephants they fill up the sky.
Roaring loudly, pouring down rain,
They completely extinguish this dreadful fire.

When the fire is thoroughly quenched,
The clouds, raining day and night,
Overwhelm the entire world with water.

When everything has perished in the watery darkness,
Rain pours down for another hundred years.

So it is at the end of every Eon.

The Vishnu Purãna37


It is the time of union,
It is the time of vision,
It is the time of resurrection,
It is the time of grace,
It is the time of generosity,
The treasure of gifts has arrived,
The brilliance of the sea has flashed forth.
The dawn of blessing has arisen.


As was the man of dust,
so are those who are of dust;
as is the man of heaven,
so are those who are of heaven.
Just as we have borne the image of the man of dust,
we shall also bear the image of the man of heaven.
[When the perishable puts on the imperishable,
and the mortal puts on immortality,]
then shall come to pass the saying that is written:
"Death is swallowed up in victory."

First Corinthians 15:48-49, 54-5539

On that shore [there] is a city, where the rain of nectar [pours and pours, and] never ceases.

There the sky is filled with music.
The harp strings jingle and there the drums beat.

There is no rising and setting of the sun;
In this ocean of love, day and night are one.

There I have seen joy filled to the brim.
There falls the rhythmic beat of life and death:
Rapture wells forth, [and all] space is radiant with light.

Millions of lamps of sun and of moon are burning;
There the drum beats, and the lover swings in play.
There love-songs resound, and the light rains in showers.



May I be a protector for those without one
And a lamp for those desiring light,
[May I be] a bridge, a boat, a ship
For all who wish to cross the water.

May the forest of razor-sharp leaves
Become a beautiful pleasure grove,
And may the trees of knives and swords'
Grow into wish-fulfilling trees.

May the regions of hell become places of joy
With vast and fragrant lotus pools
Beautiful with [the] exquisite calls
Of wild ducks, geese and swans.

May the heaps of burning coals change to heaps of jewels,
May the burning ground become a polished crystal floor,
And may the mountain of [the] crushing hells
Become celestial palaces of worship filled with Buddhas.

May the rains of lava, blazing stones and weapons
[From now on] become a rain of flowers,
And may all battling with weapons
[From now on] become a playful exchange of flowers.

May the naked find clothing,
The hungry find food;
May the thirsty find water
And delicious drinks.

May the poor find wealth,
Those weak with sorrow find joy;
May the forlorn find new hope,
Constant happiness and prosperity.

May all who are sick and ill
Quickly be freed from their illness,
And may every disease in the world
Never occur again.

May the troubled wanderers who have lost their way
Meet with fellow travelers,
And without any fear of thieves or tigers
May their going be easy without [any] fatigue.

May those who find themselves in trackless, fearful wilderness -
The children, the aged, the unprotected,
Those stupefied and the insane -
Be guarded by beneficent celestials.

And may the land everywhere be pure,
Smooth and devoid of any rocks,
Level like the palm of the hand
[And] of the nature of lapis lazuli.

May the celestials bring timely rains
So that harvests may be bountiful.
May kings act in accordance with Dharma
And the people of the world always prosper.

By the merits I('ve accumulated),
May every single being
Abandon all forms of evil
And forever engage in virtue.

For as long as space endures
And (for) as long as living beings remain,
Until then may I too abide
To dispel the misery of the world.

Sãntideva: Bodhicaryãvatãra 3:17, 10:6-9, 20-22, 25-26, 35, 39, 31, 5541
(Sanskrit: translated from the Tibetan
commentary by Thog-me Zang-po)

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Suspiria Sountrack

Postby Indyrod on Fri Aug 01, 2003 10:35 pm

Here's something interesting to me, that I found out today, after I received the Suspiria Movie Soundtrack. Track number five, titled Markos (4:00) is actually (Uncredited Shortened Version of "Music in Similar Motion" by Philip Glass). hmmm, learn something new every day..
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Glass on Tour

Postby Indyrod on Sat Sep 04, 2004 6:47 pm

Fantastic news, Philip Glass ON TOUR:

I can't believe it, I finally get to see this genius LIVE IN CONCERT.

Bang on a Can All Stars with special guest
Philip Glass
ON SALE 9/10/04

Sat, Nov. 13, 2004
8:00 PM
presented by: Clowes Performing Arts Series
Ticket Prices:
$35 & $25 Adults
$30 & $20 Students/Seniors
$30 & $20 Groups of 20 or more
Purchase tickets online at

Founded in 1987, Bang on a Can has dedicated itself to exploring the pioneering music of the American experimental tradition. The New York Times describes them as "A fiercely aggressive group, combining the power and punch of a rock band with the precision and clarity of a chamber ensemble." Bang on a Can now joins forces with minimalism's best-known composer Philip Glass in a program that explores his legendary works from the 1960s. In reaction to the modernist music of the day, Glass stripped his work bare, cutting out all but the most basic musical elements. Almost 40 years later, the result is hypnotic, obsessive and pure. The All-Stars include Robert Black, Lisa Moore, Steven Schick, Mark Stewart, Wendy Sutter and Evan Ziporyn. In cooperation with Spirit & Place.
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Concert Review

Postby Indyrod on Mon Nov 15, 2004 3:19 pm

Review of "Bang on a Can All Stars" with Philip Glass performance, Saturday November 13th.

Let me say first, that I consider Philip Glass the greatest living composer
period, and the most important composer of the past 40 years. His music boggles the mind, and forces you to consider a whole different approach to music from what you may have experienced in the past. The minimalist approach to music composition is not for everyone, but for those that wish to expand their horizons a bit, his music can be very enlightening and highly entertaining. He was composing trance music, before the younger generation even knew what trance music
was all about.

The first half of the concert featured the "Bang on a Can All Stars" performing three pieces, "Cheating, Lying, Stealing" by composer David Lang, "Light Is Calling" by composer Michael Gordon, and "Workers Union" by composer Louis Andriessen. This is pretty avant-garde music and some people would probably call it noise. It reminded me of what the audience thought when they first heard the "Rite of Spring" many years ago. It's not for the faint of heart, and impossible to head bang or dance to. But it was interesting and no, I didn't buy any of their cds on sale at the venue for a paltry 20 dollars.

After the intermission, Philip Glass walked onto the stage with a huge ovation, and said he was changing the program a bit, and performing METAMORPHOSIS (Four pieces) from the "Solo Piano" album, instead of "Mad Rush". He played it on solo piano, and it was definitely magic time. This is his piece of music, that the movies "The Thin Blue Line" and "The Hours" all contain part of this work. Very good program change, because many people in the audience would recognize some of
it. It was just flat out beautiful.

Next the BOACAS came out, Mr. Glass switched to electronic keys, and they performed his piece "Music in Similar Motion". This is a very early work by Glass and very difficult to play, but they pulled it off without a hitch. The BOACAS instrumentation was cello, piano, double bass, clarinet, percussion, and electric guitar. Very curious ensemble to say the least, but I enjoyed the piece very much.

Mr. Glass left the stage, and BOACAS went into the featured piece, which is also very early Glass called "Music in Fifths". This is a very fast moving piece of music that continously builds and builds and then comes to a crashing stop. A very difficult piece that BOACAS did flawlessly. That was the last piece on the program, but the BOACAS joined by Mr. Glass returned for an encore and did "Closing" from Glassworks. That is also a very beautiful piece of music from an album that is a great starter for new PG fans. The audience gave them all a standing ovation, and it ended an incredible performance.

BOACAS performs music from unknown composers for the most part, and the kind of music that only the most venturous audients would enjoy. I liked one of the pieces pretty good, "Workers Union", but I was there to listen to Philip Glass music as was much of the audience. From that perspective, it was a very enjoyable evening. I went through all my cds last night to get all my PG in one place, and I have like 30+ different albums, some of them 2 and 3 discs each. It goes all the way from his solo piano work, the string quartets, some Kronos, several Operas, some dance, movie soundtracks, and his PG Ensemble recordings. And that's only a fraction of his tonage.
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