Resurrection of the Sine

by Peter Scartabello

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    The early works of Peter Scartabello from 1990-95. Exploring varying compositional techniques from late 20th century tonality to aleatoric, microtonal and electronic. Performed by a cast of thousands!

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The early works of Peter Scartabello from 1990-95. Exploring varying compositional techniques from late 20th century tonality to aleatoric, microtonal and electronic. Performed by a cast of thousands!

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released February 23, 2004

Stefani Starin – flute
Frank Cassara – percussion
Dominic Donato – percussion
Bridget Convey – piano
Chelsea Czuchra – flute
Frank Haynes – contrabass
Andy Hassenpflug – vibraphone
Eric Helmuth – percussion
Angus McClaren – necronomiphone, electric bass, narration
Patrick Gubler – bamboo flute, narration
Brendan Flaherty – electric guitar, electronics, narration
Sarah Ladd – clarinet
Tom Keller – electric guitar
Dan Reynolds – mallet percussion
Peter Scartabello – percussion, alto sax, electronics, narration

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Track Name: The Frozen Waterfall (1994)
I returned on a winter day to the mountain stream, upon whose banks we roamed so long ago when the rich azaleas leaned above it with their load of bloom, and butterflies more white than their blossoms were on the wing. And I sought the many-stranded waterfall that plunged from a mossy boulder beneath the flowering branches, where once we loitered and loved each other well, and listened to the splashing of the stream. And now the azaleas were bare, and their leaves had long flown adown the torrent, and the foamy tresses of the fall had turned to gleaming ice, and all hung in silence like downward-pointing blades that never dropped.

And seeing it, I thought of deterred desires and aspirations, of violent longings checked and frozen in their course. And I found in the waterfall the symbol I had sought; and finding it, I was doubly sad. . . . For was it not the symbol of my soul?

- Clark Ashton Smith
Track Name: Charon (1992)
Charon leaned forward and rowed.

Then the little shadow spoke, that had been a man.

"I am the last," he said.

No one had ever made Charon smile before, no one before had ever made him weep.