I hate titles

I’m going to attempt the whole blog thing again because I was told that it drives traffic to your site. So, I’m hoping for one of two things to happen (or at least preferably both things).

I hope this blog doesn’t suck. A life of a composer can be pretty boring. And quite socially inept.
I also hope that my internet connection will be fixed by Tuesday. Actually, as I write this (and procrastinate further from writing more music), I have no access to the internet because my router does not work. Which means that I either have to connect an ethernet cable to my modem or I have to stare at the lame Mac iWeb filler picture of a young couple in a coffee shop looking at a magazine that looks so über-cool.

Anyway, back to the original topic: why I hate titles. Actually, I don’t really hate them, but I hate coming up with them. The last title I came up with for my orchestra piece, “All Grief Empty, the Clear Night Passes,” seems a little long, and it’s a bit of a stretch when I explain the reaso…