Once again, I have the honor of sharing my trumpet performance with the Music community. "Send In The Clowns" is a musical theater song composed by Stephen Sondheim for the musical A Little Night Music (1973). I've had the opportunity to hear versions by Judy Collins, Frank Sinatra, and Barbra Streisand. The title is quite ironic because it speaks of when clowns come out to distract the audience when something doesn't go as expected. The lyrics address lost situations and the comical fate of life. The original key is Db major, but in my case it is F major. If I had been assigned to do the arrangement, I would have done it in 4/4, but I found this score with quite striking time signatures like 12/8 with changes to 9/8. I have always been intrigued by the relativity of time and the creativity of each artist to achieve it from complexity to simplicity.
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Una vez más tengo el honor de compartir en la comunidad de Music mi interpretación con la trompeta. «Send In The Clowns», es una canción del género teatro musical compuesta por Stephen Sondheim para el musical A Little Night Music (1973). He tenido la oportunidad de escuchar versiones de Judy Collins, Frank Sinatra, y Barbra Streisand. El título es bastante irónico porque habla de cuando los payasos salen a distraer a la audiencia cuando algo no sale como se esperaba. La letra aborda las situaciones perdidas y el destino cómico de la vida. La tonalidad original es Db mayor, pero en mi caso está F mayor. Si me hubiera tocado hacer el arreglo, lo hubiera realizado en 4/4, pero encontré esta partitura con cifras indicadoras de compas bastante llamativas como 12/8 con cambios a 9/8. Siempre me ha llamado la atención la relatividad del tiempo y la creatividad de cada artista para hacerlo desde la complejidad hasta la sencillez.
If there's one thing a musician develops, it's a good sense of humor. There's a powerful connection between music and humor. Since I was a child, I've loved to laugh, and thanks to music, I've had the happiest moments of my life. When you practice a musical instrument, sing, and dance, you connect with your emotions. In times of stress, laughter comes to the rescue; it's an antidote to discouragement; it relaxes you and connects you with happy memories of the past. My trumpet teacher loved jokes; he had a collection of funny books, and he always made us laugh. It was a way to teach us through laughter, love, and to free us from routine. When you're in a choir or orchestra, there's a wonderful spirit of unity and camaraderie. There's always music, smiles, anecdotes, and jokes. Without a doubt, the most beautiful profession in the world.
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Si hay algo que desarrolla el músico, es el buen sentido del humor. Existe una conexión poderosa entre la música y el humor. Desde niño me ha encantado reír, y gracias a la música he tenido los momentos más felices de mi vida. Cuando practicas un instrumento musical, cantas y bailas, te conectas con tus emociones. En algunos momentos de tensión viene la risa a rescatarnos, es un antídoto contra el desánimo, te relaja y te conectas con recuerdos alegres del pasado. Mi profesor de trompeta amaba los chistes, tenía una colección de libros cómicos y siempre nos hacía reír. Era una manera para enseñarnos a través de la risa, del amor y de desbloquearnos de la rutina. Cuando uno participa de un coro o una orquesta, existe un espíritu de unidad y de camaradería maravilloso. Siempre hay música, sonrisas, anécdotas y bromas. Sin duda, la profesión más bonita del mundo.
Isn't it rich?
Are we a pair?
Me here at last on the ground
You in mid-air
Where are the clowns?
Isn't it bliss?
Don't you approve?
One who keeps tearing around
One who can't move
Where are the clowns?
There ought to be clowns
Just when I'd stopped opening doors
Finally knowing the one that I wanted was yours
Making my entrance again with my usual flair
Sure of my lines
No one is there
Don't you love farce?
My fault, I fear
I thought that you'd want what I want
Sorry, my dear
But where are the clowns?
Send in the clowns
Don't bother, they're here
Isn't it rich?
Isn't it queer
Losing my timing this late
In my career?
But where are the clowns?
There ought to be clowns
Well, maybe next year...
