Frank Corcoran

No corresponding paeans for eg. the ” City Of Music” idea, for Irish
composed music, for Irish contemporary composers, for artists in the sounding gardens of the Lord writing this and composed that and explored symphonic discourses and sung constructions and motivic sonatas and motivated string quintets or eight bar melodies, light as the Irish air we breathe and fly in, over, through . No City of Music , or even Musics. Funny, that. Behind the cant we can´t. Understand an Irish cumadóir at the cutting edge of sculpting sound and shaping time eternal and dying. No. We can´t understand an Irish composercomposing. ( Poets and would-be writers, pestering prosy pensters don´t, they can´t ). Why is that ? Why is that funny ? City of Lit, sound today what paeans ? Celebrate?