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Dreams I Must Not Speak
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Dreams I Must Not Speak by Carter Pann Orchestra - Sheet Music

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Dreams I Must Not Speak ...from my Immigrant Ancestors, circa 1916 by Carter Pann Orchestra - Sheet Music

By Carter Pann
Orchestra Bass Clarinet, Bass Trombone, Bassoon 1, Bassoon 2, Bassoon 3, Celesta, Clarinet in Bb 1, Clarinet in Bb 2, Contrabass, English Horn, Flute 1, Flute 2, Flute 3, Harp, Horn in F 1, Horn in F 3, Horn in F 4, Oboe 1, Oboe 2, Percussion 1 and more.

SKU: PR.11642166S

...from my Immigrant Ancestors, circa 1916. Composed by Carter Pann. This edition: saddle-wire stitch. Sws. Score. 40 pages. Duration 0:22:00. Theodore Presser Company #116-42166S. Published by Theodore Presser Company (PR.11642166S).

UPC: 680160691968. 11 x 14.564058333333 inches.

Dreams I Must Not Speak emerged from a cathartic attempt to realize, in music, three dreams I experience during sleep with noticeable regularity. These are not nightmares nor are they pleasant images, but rather odd and somewhat psychedelic scenes that have remained distinct in my awakened conscience over the years. These three tableaux are presented here without pause. It does not make sense for me to deem this an autobiographical work like a memoir or entries in a diary. These are more like etchings on the shadowy wall of one’s private existence. ~CP.
Dreams I Must Not Speak emerged from a cathartic attempt to realize, in music, three dreams I experience during sleep with noticeable regularity.xa0 These are not nightmares nor are they pleasant images, but rather odd and somewhat psychedelic scenes that have remained distinct in my awakened conscience over the years.xa0 These three tableaux are presented here without pause.xa0 It does not make sense for me to deem this an autobiographical work like a memoir or entries in a diary.xa0 These are more like etchings on the shadowy wall of one’s private existence. xa0~CP.
DREAMS I MUST NOT SPEAK imagines the circumstances surrounding my paternal grandparents’ and aunts and uncles’ emigration from Greece to the U.S. during World War I as they were told to me as bedtime stories by my Papouli (grandfather) before my 12th birthday. Sadly, these events are not unique to the families who endeavored the incredible “leap” across the Atlantic. My family migrated through Malta, Tunis, Algiers, Tangier, Casablanca, Gran Canaria, and finally to New York. Papouli’s anguished stories left a sharp imprint on my young mind and have pervaded my psyche into adulthood with an understanding of what it means to be an engaged citizen; but more poignantly, a grateful American. Even as a young boy I gleaned an understanding of the distress and privations my ancestors endured. These memories, passed down, have become dreams I experience with such haunting regularity that I searched for the opportunity to intimate them in music. It is with this work that I honor my family’s legacy, of which I am a most grateful son.