This piece for percussion ensemble (7-11 players) is a reflection on my experiences while traveling in the Czech Republic in December 2013. I recall one particular evening in Prague when the moon was full and reflecting its soft glow over the Vltava river. There was a father and son bonding while skipping rocks below one of the many bridges and several young couples laughing and drinking Svarak (mulled wine) as they strolled hand-in-hand on the cobbled sidewalks. Families shopped at the nearby Christmas Market and gathered over nearby fires to stay warm while singing traditional Czech music and carols. I then noticed a single, middle-aged man wander by with his head down and his hands firmly in his pockets. He entered into an empty alley and then disappeared from view. His hunched posture and his noticeable absence of a companion served as the inspiration for this short, lonely waltz.
This piece for percussion ensemble (7-11 players) is a reflection on my experiences while traveling in the Czech Republic in December 2013. I recall one particular evening in Prague when the moon was full and reflecting its soft glow over the Vltava river. There was a father and son bonding while skipping rocks below one of the many bridges and several young couples laughing and drinking Svarak (mulled wine) as they strolled hand-in-hand on the cobbled sidewalks. Families shopped at the nearby Christmas Market and gathered over nearby fires to stay warm while singing traditional Czech music and carols. I then noticed a single, middle-aged man wander by with his head down and his hands firmly in his pockets. He entered into an empty alley and then disappeared from view. His hunched posture and his noticeable absence of a companion served as the inspiration for this short, lonely waltz.