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The Torment of Medea (orchestral version)
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My Phantom Digital Orchestra lives in my computer and I am (on a good day) composer-in-residence, just a servant of the Muse...
I write symphonic, small ensemble and choral music, in multiple styles from medieval through modern classical. The music you hear on my pages is created with Finale notation software and Garritan Personal Orchestra sound samples. All pieces have a traditional score associated with them; if you are interested in any piece for possible performance, please contact me for details on scoring, instrumentation, pricing, etc. Recent Concert: I enjoy many kinds of music for listening - rock, pop, jazz, world, and classical of all periods. I am interested also in the fusion of art, poetry, dance, video, and ritual with music, music as a healing force and have been a music volunteer in the hospice setting.
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Genre
Classical Symphonic
Charts
Peak #93
Peak in subgenre #19
Author
KE Peace
Rights
2008 KE All rights Reserved
Uploaded
February 21, 2009
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MP3 11.3 MB 319 kbps 4:58
Lyrics
Words adapted from Phillip Vellacott's translation of Euripides' play "Medea" Dear Sons, why do you starte at me so? You smile at me your last smile -- why? Oh, what am I to do? My courage is all gone! Their young, bright faces! Their young, bright faces! I can't -- I can't do this thing! What is the matter with me? Are my enemies to laugh at me? Medea, steel yourself, steel yourself to do the deed. Boys, go indoors. Now! Go! Oh my heart, don't do it! Oh! Miserable heart, let them be! We'll live together safely in Athens -- think how happy we'll be! No! But no! By all the fiends of hate in hell, no! Come, my accurased hand and take your sword! Forget forever they were once your sons! Forget that of this body they were born and steel yourself to take your sword, your sword, and do --- the deed! [scream]
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