Musikos Peripatos

by Helen Avakian and Terry Champlin

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includes:
Two Movements from Sonata Ananda (Opus 303)
by Alan Hovhaness
freely arranged for 2 guitars by Terry Champlin

Zambra
by Sabicas
arranged for 2 flamenco guitars by Helen Avakian

Concerto in D
by Antonio Vivaldi
freely arranged for 2 guitars by Terry Champlin

Musikos Peripatos
for 2 guitars

Rhapsody in Blue
by George Gershwin
freely arranged for 2 guitars by Terry Champlin

To Match the Voice and the Face
for voice and 2 guitars
poems by Carlyn Dewald

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released December 1, 2002

featuring:
Helen Avakian, voice and guitar; Terry Champlin, guitar

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Terry Champlin Pleasant Valley, New York

Originally educated as a theoretical physicist at MIT, Terry switched to music at the age of 21. His music has been performed around the world by such artists as Evangelos and Liza, David Starobin, and The Woodstock Chamber Orchestra. He has performed at Carnegie Hall and Avery Fischer Hall.

Terry is on the faculties of Vassar College and the Mannes College of Music.
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Track Name: Answering Emma
by Carolyn Dewald

Driving back last week
leaving you
four states and two large deserts away
I did not start to cry
until I came to the sign
dividing east from west.

Water now for you runs east;
you are very far away,
doing things that I have never done
with people I will never meet.

But something like the pull of the moon
on the spring tide binds us.
My arms know how your shoulders feel,
how the long bones move in their sockets,
how you throw your head
back when you laugh,
the drawl with which you speak French,
how your fingers fold around mine.

If the ground beneath could speak
to the young birch
lovely in its white bark
and new spring leaves,
what on earth would it say?
Track Name: Speaking French
poem by Carlyn Dewald

On a train once
when I was eighteen
and it was an even race between
my hair and my hemline
I met an older woman
with a lived-in face and
a cigarillo.

We watched the sun set
over Arles.
Staring at my knees
she said:
no cherry tree
in insolent bloom
can understand
the hot dry summer to come
or the fruit that the birds will peck once
and then leave hanging.

and I may have misunderstood
or made some of it up
out of desire
for a story
to match the voice and the face