Lindsey German, Clarinet
Gail Novak, Piano
Katzin Concert Hall I February 17, 2019 j 2:30 p.m.

Program
Pocket Size Sonata No. 1
Improvisation
Modal Blues
In Rhythm

Alec Templeton
(1909-1963)

Joshua Simmons, Percussion
Duo for Clarinet and Piano

Norbert Burgmiiller
(1810-1836)

Sonatina for Clarinet and Piano
I. Allegro non troppo
II. Larghetto
III. Finale, allegro

Antoni Szalowski
(1907-1993)

Intermission
Capriccio for Solo Clarinet

Heinrich Sutermeister
(1910-1995)

Sholem-Alekhem, rov Feidman!

Bela Kovacs
(b. 1937)

Opus Number Zoo: Children's Plays for Wind Quintet
Barn Dance
The Fawn
The Grey Mouse
Tomcats
Deanna Buringrud, Flute
Tanyon Berry, Oboe
Nicholas Pitcher, Bassoon
Ryan Everson, Horn

ARIZONA

STATE

UNIVERSITY

School of Music

Luciano Berlo
(1925-2003)

1. Barn Dance

3. The Grey Mouse

The fox took a chicken out on the floor.
Poor silly chick didn't know the score.
And as they whirled in their joyous dance
oh, she admired how the fox could prance.
She never noticed when the light went out ...

By herself, watching the party,
this small mouse upon a shelf.

She skipped to the beat with head held high,
she bowed to the fox as he circled by.
He winked at her with a high-dee-hoe.
And they then engaged in a doe-see-doe.
She never noticed when the lights went out ...

Young friends, she said,
Dance, my young friends,
dance, but do beware.
I warn you!

He swung her to the left,
he swung her to the right,
he swung her around
with all his might!

Very old, she felt no cheer
at the dawn of the New Year.

For I too have danced and sung like you
I too have been young, so young, but alas,
time came to join in the dancing,
time came to join in the fun.

4. Tom Cats
The air grew heavy,
the lights grew dim,
but she felt no fear
as she smiled at him;
· He turned her again
and she held him tight
as she smiled and whirled
in the fading light,
She felt no fear,
she knew no doubt
and she never noticed when the light went out!
That's all folks.

2. The Fawn
Listening to a cry of bombs,
listening, to the scream of a distant field
listening, this is what the fawn thought,
standing by a stream.
What madness, what madness of men ...
to diminish the earth,
to blast all that is lively,
lively proud and gentle.

In the jungle of the city
two tomcats chanced to meet.
Omar and Bartholomew,
tip-toeing around their beat.
Their chests swelled up with envy
(oh, an envy most intense),
as each spotted his new rival,
beside a backyard fence.
Bartholomew's great tail
(a tail of wide renown)
made Omar stare insanely,
that tail he'd love to own.
Bartholomew stared also,
He envied what he saw.
He yearned to OWn the whiskers
that Omar proudly wore.
A howl soon broke the silence
of that midsummer night.
Like David and Goliath,
both cast aside all fright
as cat met cat in battle.
It was a beastly fight.

What can be the reason?
The fawn thought,
listening to a cry of bombs,
standing by a stream.
What can be the reason?

Both limped home forlorn.
All tails, all whiskers gone.