Bitter.

Well, it would appear that the Nate Kimball Orchestra received a massive blow to the ego today. The Aaron Copland Foundation sent me a letter saying that the recording grant I had applied for was not accepted. I guess my “Gaea” project just wasn’t of the quality that a panel of esteemed composers would find suitable for such a coveted grant. Maybe next time I’ll hire Dawn Upshaw to sing Sprechstimme over Namaste, or better yet, I’ll just record myself defecating into a porcelain bowl and draw a weak comparison to World War II. That will probably have a better chance of piquing their interest.

And here I am trying to write palatable music. What was I thinking?