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Auf Dem Kirchhofe

In the Churchyard 

The day was heavy with rain and storms,

I had stood by many a forgotten grave.

Weathered stones and crosses, faded wreaths,

The names overgrown, scarcely to be read.

The day was heavy with storms and rains,

On each grave froze the word: Deceased.

How the coffins slumbered, dead to the storm—

Silent dew on each grave proclaimed: Released.

Composed by Johannes Brahms

Arranged for two violins by Eric Lyon

Performed by STRING NOISE

Conrad Harris and Pauline Kim Harris (violins)

SPECIAL GUEST: Greg Saunier (drums)

Video animation by Adrianne Pope

Recorded, mixed and mastered by Ryan Streber

Text by Baron Detlev von Liliencron, translation by Richard Stokes, author of The Book of Lieder (Faber, 2005)

LV, NV

Lee Pardini - "This piece was written in response to the mass shooting in Las Vegas, Nevada on October 1, 2017 - a tragedy of unimaginable proportions. We live in an American society where this is all too common. I wanted to try and capture some of the total sadness, anger, and confusion of this tragedy. In part, this was modeled after John Coltrane’s “Alabama”, which was written as a response to the tragic church bombing on September 15, 1963 in Birmingham, Alabama. As a society, we have to get a handle on our gun fetish. Even more so, we need to provide more mental health and support services."

Adrianne Pope (Music Video Animator) - "When Lee told me that this piece is dedicated to the victims of gun violence, I went down a google search hole of gun violence and gun control statistics. Most of the graphs I found made some kind of triangle. Some of these triangles were made up of bar charts showing the comparison of gun death rates in different countries, or the number of gun deaths by state in the U.S. Other triangles were made up of line graphs showing falling death rates related to stricter gun laws in other countries. After observing all these triangles, the shape took on a life of its own as a visual representation of the music which grows and dies, floats and sinks, wanders and marches, dances and stands still, and finds itself both alone and surrounded by others."

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