String Quartet No. 2 - there is no place

The creation of my second string quartet has been the longest musical journey of my life to date. I began writing it in the spring of 2016 and completed it in the spring of 2019. Subtitled, there is no place, this work encompasses a period of significant turbulence and change in my life. During that three year time span I moved from Baltimore to Austin and from Austin to Durham. I was dealt a devastating blow to my confidence when someone I trusted and respected betrayed me and treated me like dirt. And in the fall of 2018 I was diagnosed with HIV, something that felt more unfair to me than anything else in the world at that moment.

status:Reactive was written in the fall of 2018 immediately following my HIV diagnosis. I decided to use my viral load as a pitch set and then derived the musical materials from the result. This music has a sense of urgency, a sense that no matter what you have to move forward, because staying still means being ripped apart from the inside.

tie me down was composed in the spring of 2016 but I later made significant revisions to this movement. This music takes a break from the internal conflict of the surrounding movements but has its own frantic energy. To me there is something almost painful in the way that the quartet is pulling forward only to be constantly slowed down. The final rush of energy of this movement leads us to the edge of the abyss.

there is no place was completed in January of 2019 and is the centerpiece of this work. This music is once again about an internal conflict, if there is one recurring theme of this work it is the idea of being torn apart from different directions. The long lyrical melody presented at the start fights against the more aggressive gestures that begin to overtake the work. A final coda by the viola displays the slightest sense of optimism, maybe there is a way to hold on through everything.

a harsh reminder why brings us to the conclusion of the work. The quartet begins with a rushing pizzicato gesture that has a constantly shifting pulse. This music is full of energy, despite some left over aggression from the previous movements there is a real sense of hope. The quartet races forward excitedly until it slams head first into a brick wall, a harsh reminder. The harsh reminder that I received in Austin and again when I was diagnosed with HIV, to never become complacent. Never assume people have your best interests in mind and never expect the universe to be on your side. A harsh reminder that nobody should need a second time.