Danger-James, McKinny

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Ithaca College Digital Commons @ IC All Concert & Recital Programs Concert & Recital Programs 4-7-2019 Senior Recital: McKinny Danger-James McKinny Danger-James Follow this and additional works at: https://digitalcommons.ithaca.edu/music_programs  Part of the Music Commons Recommended Citation Danger-James, McKinny, "Senior Recital: McKinny Danger-James" (2019). All Concert & Recital Programs. 6303. https://digitalcommons.ithaca.edu/music_programs/6303 This Program is brought to you for free and open access by the Concert & Recital Programs at Digital Commons @ IC. It has been accepted for inclusion in All Concert & Recital Programs by an authorized administrator of Digital Commons @ IC. Senior Recital:McKinny Danger-JamesMaria Rabbia, pianoFord HallSunday, April 7th, 20198:15 pmProgramBrettl-Lieder Arnold Schoenberg(1874-1951)MahnungDer genügsame LiebhaberMiss Manners on Music Dominick Argento(1927-2019)I. PrologueIV. Manners on Contemporary MusicVI. Manners at the OperaVII. EnvoiIntermissionLudions Erik Satie(1866-1925)air du ratspleenla grenouille américaineair du poètechanson du chatFive Satires Dmitri Shostakovich(1906-1975)1. To a Critic2. Spring Awakening4. MisunderstandingThis recital is in fulfillment of the degree B.M. in Performance. McKinnyDanger-James is from the studio of dawn pierce.TranslationsMahnung(Warning)Mädel sei kein eit'les Ding, Girl don't be a vain thing,fang dir keinen don't go catching butterflies,   Schmetterling,   such dir einen rechten Mann, seek for yourself a proper   man,   der dich tüchtig küssen kann one who can kiss well,und mit seiner Hände Kraft, and with his strong handsdir ein warmes Nestchen can build you a warm little   schafft.      nest.   Mädel, Mädel, sei nicht Girl, girl, don't be dumb,   dumm,   lauf nicht wie im Traum don't run around as if in a   herum,      dream,   Augen auf! ob Einer kommt, keep you eyes open! if one   comes   der dir recht zum Manne who is properly suited for   taugt.      you as a husband.   Kommt er, dann nicht lang If he comes, don't consider   bedacht!      too long!   Klapp! die Falle zugemacht. Snap! Close the trap.Liebes Mädel sei gescheit, Dear girl be sensible,nütze deine Rosenzeit! make use of your youth!Passe auf und denke dran, Take care and think on it,dass du, wenn du ohne Plan that you, if you don't have a   plan   ziellos durch das Leben and aimlessly buzz through   schwirrst,      life,   eine alte Jungferwirst. will end up an old maid.Der genügsame Liebhaber(The Easily Satisfied Lover)Meine Freundin hat eine My girlfriend has a black cat   schwartze Katzemit weichem knistern dem with soft, rustling, velvety   Sammetfell,      fur,   und ich, ich hab' eine and I, I have a shiny bald   blitzblanke Glatze,      head,   blitzblank und glatt und shiny and bald and silvery.   silberhell.   Meine Freundin gehört zu My girlfriend is one of those   den üppigen Frauen,      sensual women,   sie liegt auf dem Divan das she lies on the sofa the   ganze Jahr,      whole year,   beschäftigt das Fell ihrer stroking her cat's fur to   Katze zu krauen,      occupy herself,   mein Gott ihr behagt halt das my god, how that velvety   sammtweiche Haar.      coat pleases her.   Und komm' ich am Abend die And when I come in the   Freundin besuchen,      evening to visit my   girlfriend,   so liegt die Mietze im so lies the pussy on her lap,   Schosse bei ihr,   und nascht mit ihr von dem and nibbles with her from the   Honigkuchen      honey cake   und schauert wenn ich leise and shudders when I lightly   ihr Haar berühr.      touch her fur.   Und will ich mal zärtlich thun And if I want to be tender   mit dem Schatze,      with my sweetheart,   und dass sie mir auch einmal so that she will make   "Eitschi" macht,      whoopee with me for   once,   dann stülp' ich die Katze auf then I slip the cat over my   meine Glatze,      bald head,   dann streichelt die Freundin then my girlfriend stokes the   die Katze und lacht.      cat and laughs.   air du ratAbi abirounère Abi abirounèreQui que tu n'étais don? Who were you then?Une blanche monère A white monèreUn joli goulifon A pretty goulifonUn oeil a son pépère An eye of his papaUn joli goulifon. A pretty goulifon.spleenDans un vieux square In an old squareoù l'océan du mauvais temps where the ocean of bad   met son séant      weather places its   backside   Sur un banc triste aux yeaux On a bench sad with eyes of   de pluie      rain   C'est d'une blonde There is a blondeRosse et gironde  Catty and buxomQu tu t'ennuies How bored you areDans ce cabaret du Nèant In this cabaret of   nothingness   Qu'est notre vie? What is our life?la grenouille américaineLa gouénouille améouicaine The Amewican fwogMe regarde par dessus Looks at me overSes bésicles de futaine. His corduroy spectacles.Ses yeux son de grogs His eyes are massive grogs   massus   Dépourvus de jolitaine. Devoid of prettiness.Je pense a Casadesus I think of CasadesusQui n'a pas fais de musique Who has not made musicSur cette scène d'amour For this love sceneDont le parfum nostalgique  Whose nostalgic perfumeSort d'une boite d'Armour. Comes from an armored   bottle.   Argus de table tu gardes Argus of the table, you guardL'âme du crapaud Vanglor The soul of the toad VanglorÔ bouillon qui me regardes Oh broth that watches meAvec tes lunettes d'or. With your golden spectacles.air du poèteAu pays de Papouasie In the land of PapuaJ'ai caressé la Pouasie... I have caressed the   Pouasie...   La grâce que je vous The mercy that I wish for you   souhaite   C'est de n'être pas Papouète. Is that you do not become a   Papouète.   chanson du chatIl est une bébéte He is a baby beastTili petit n'enfant Tili little babyTirelan TirelanC'est une byronette He is a byronetteLa beste à son moman His mommy's best beastTirelan TirelanLe peu Tinan faon c'est un ti The little Tinan fawn he is   blanc-blanc      little and white   Un petit Potasson A little PotassonC'est mon goret, c'est mon He is my piglet, he is my hog   pourçon   Mon petit Potasson My little PotassonIl saut' sur la fenêtre He jumps on the windowEt groume du museau And grooms his muzzleTirelo TireloPasqu'il voit sur la crête Because he sees on the crestS'découper les oiseaux The outlined birdsTirelo TireloLe petit n'en faut c'est un ti The little one in need he is a   blo-blo      bit coo-coo   Un petit Potaçao A little PotaçaoC'est mon goret, c'est mon He is my piglet, he is my hog   pourceau   Mon petit Potasseau. My little Potasseau.To a CriticКритику. To a critic.Когда поэт описывая даму, When the poet, describing a   начнёт:      lady, begins:   "Я шла по улице. В бока "I walked down the street,   впился корсет,"      my corset poking my   sides,"   здесь "я" не понимай, here, don't understand the   конечно, прямо,       "I" literally, of course,   что, мол под дамою as if it meant that a lady   скрывается поэт.      hides behind the poet.   Я истину тебе подружески I can reveal the truth to you   открою:       in a friendly way:   поэт мужчина и даже с the poet is a man, and even   бородою.      has a beard.   Spring AwakeningПробуждение весны. Spring awakening.Вчера мой кот взглянул на Yesterday my cat glanced at   календарь      the calendar,   и хвост трубою поднял and instantly raised his tail   моментально,      like a trumpet,   потом подрал на лестницу, then raced onto the stair, as   как встарь,      in the old days,   и завопил тепло и and started yelling loudly   вакханально:      and lascivously,   "Весенний брак! "Spring marriages! Civil   Гражданский брак!      marriages!   Спешите, кошки на Hurry, all cats, to the attic..."   чердак..."   И кактус мой, о, чудо из And my cactus, oh miracle of   чудес!      miracles!   Залитый чаем и кофейной Flooded with tea and coffee   гушей,      grounds,   Как новый Лазарь, взял да Like a new Lazarus, up and   и воскрес      resurrected itself,   и с каждым днём прёт из and everyday shoots farther   земли всё пуще.      out of the soil.   Зелёный шум... Я поражён: The greenness is palpable...   I'm struck:   "Как много дум наводит "How many thoughts it   он!"      brings me!"   Уже с панелей смёрзшуюся Already the frozen mud from   грязь,      the pavements,   ругаясь, скалывают swaring, the intrepid yard   дворники лихие.      keepers are chopping.   Уже ко мне забрёл сегодня The "Prince" even dropped in   "князь,"      on me today   взял тёплый шарф и лыжи to borrow a warm scarf and   беговые...      some racing skis...   "Весна, весна! Пою как "It's spring, it's spring!" I sing   бард,      like the bard,   несите зимний хлам в "Take all the winter junk to   ломбард."      the pawnshop."   Сияет солнышко. Ейбогу, The sun is shining. By God,   ничего!      this is alright!   Весенняя лазурь спугнула Spring's azure has frightened   дым и копать,      off the smoke and soot,Мороз уже не щиплет And the frost isn't nipping   никого, но многим    anyone anymore,      нечего,   как и зимою, лопать... but there are many as in   winter with nothing to   eat...   Деревья ждут... Гниёт The trees are waiting... the   вода, и пьяных больше,    water is stagnant, and   чем всегда.      there are more drunks   than ever.   Создатель мой! Спасибо за Creator! Thank you for   весну!      spring!   Я думал, она не I thought it would never   возвратится,      return,   Но... дай сбежать в лесную But... let me flee to the silent   тишину      woods   от злобы дня, холеры и away from the malice of life,   столицы!      the cholera, and the city!Весенний ветер за The breath of spring is   дверьми...      outside my door...   В кого б влюбиться, чёрт Who shall I fall in love with?   возьми?      Devil take it!   MisunderstandingНедоразумение. Misunderstanding.Она была поэтесса, She was a poetess,поэтесса Бальзаковских a poetess of Balzac's age.   лет.   А он был просто повеса, And he was a simple rake,курчавый и пылкий a curly-haired and passionate   брюнет.      brunette.   Повеса пришёл к поэтессе. The rake came to the   poetess.   В полумраке дышали духи, In the perfumed   semi-darkness,   на софе, как в on a sofa, as if during a   торжественной мессе,       solemn mass,   поэтесса гнусила стихи: the poetess nasally recited   her verses:   "О, сумей огнедышащей "Oh with your caresses hot   лаской,       as flames,   всколыхнуть мою сонную come to me and awaken my   страсть,      dormant passion,   к пене бёдер за алой to my foamy thighs beyond   подвязкой       the scarlet garter   ты не бойся усами do not hesitate to press your   припасть.      lips.   Я свежа, как дыханье I am as fresh as the death of   левкоя...       a gillyflower..   о сплетём же истомности Oh, let us merge our   тел!"      languorous bodies!"   Продолжение было такое, What happened next,что курчавый брюнет the curly-haired brunette   покраснел.      blushed.   Покраснел, но оправился He blushed, but recovered   быстро       quickly   и подумал: была не была! and thought: well, whatever!Здесь не думские речи This is no time for a   министра,       minister's speech in the   Duma,   не слова тут нужны, а no time for words, but   дела...      deeds...   С несдержанной силой With the unbridled strength   Кентавра       of a centaur   Поэтессу повеса привлёк, he pulled the poetess to   himself,   Но визгливо вульгарное: But a highly unpoetic squeal:   "Мавра, Мавра Мавра!"    "Mavra, Mavra, Mavra!"   Охладило кипучий поток. Put a quick chill on his boiling   ardor.   "Простите..." вскочил он, "Excuse me..." he said,   "Вы сами..."       jumping up, "But you..."   Но в глазах её холод и But her eyes were cold and   честь:      full of honor.   "Вы смели к порядочной "How dare you approach a   даме,       decent lady,   как дворник, собъятьями like some janitor, with   лезть!"      intimate intentions!"   Вот чинная Мавра. Here comes the decorous   Mavra.   И задом уходит And behind her exits the   испуганный гость,       frightened guest,   в передней растерянным in the entry hall, with an   взгладом       embarassed look,   он долго искал свою he looked for a long time for   трость.      his walking stick.   С лицом белее магнезии His face whiter than   magnesium   шёл с лестницы пылкий the passionate brunette   брюнет.      walked downstairs.   Не понял он новой поэзии He simply hadn't understood   the new poetry   поэтессы Бальзаковских of the poetess of Balzac's   лет.      age.   

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