Like most years, 1989 was a time of hope and anxiety. The Berlin Wall was about to fall; in Lebanon the horror of hostages, both civilian and military, being executed while in captivity felt like a disturbing new chapter; and in my city, Los Angeles, there was great tension regarding undocumented residents who desperately hoped for opportunities in America. For me this piece expresses the hopes so many of us had for more engagement and respect between disparate nations and people of different cultures. Thirty years later that sense of hope can seem bittersweet, but for me this piece still conveys that same hope that many of us continue to doggedly embrace.
Probably due to the orchestral forces called for along with my own lack of promotional skills, this is my only work that has never been performed. So if selected for performance, it would be an overdue world premie