Recital done! Pulled it off? Nailed it? I believe so. But the exhaustion took much of me physically, if not mentally, emotionally, psychologically, and of my mother financially. Which I'm absolutely sure was the reason why I haven't written for a long damn time. I've spent an entire month prior to my graduate recital in doubt if I could pull it off, I did not have much time for preparation, I thought I was doomed for mediocrity, my nemesis. The performance of my music wasn't perfect (what performance is?), but God knows I did everything in my power at July 31, 2015.
Salmo 139:17 was good, though, the Madz, as I suspected, were musically intelligent. Grupo 20/21 consists of skilled musicians but they found my work Fabrica rhythmically difficult (perhaps my fault). What's done is done. The same thing would have happened if I turned back time.
Now what? - Caption of my life right now.
I'll be in Dumaguete this Saturday with my Silliman composer brothers to give a talk and exhibit new works.
HongKong at the end of this month. After that is a barren land of uncertainty. But, I will write music no matter what.