They say that as a composer, your works are your children. But in June 2025, I experienced the literal and musical version of that sentiment all at once.
The Performance I Missed
I was supposed to be on stage at the Studenec Open Summer Theatre for the 10th-anniversary gala of the Radomlje musical productions. I was slated to perform as a soloist, singing two of my favorite pieces from my time in Cinderella and The Sound of Music.
While the ensemble was on stage singing "Climb Ev’ry Mountain" and "Impossible; It's Quite Possible," I was back home, quite literally climbing my own mountain. That night, I did the "impossible" and gave birth to my beautiful son. Instead of hitting high notes in the open-air theater, I was welcoming a new life into the world.
The Premiere in Novo Mesto
Just a few days later, on June 5, 2025, another "birth" took place at the Kozina Hall in Novo mesto. My new composition, "AVES," was premiered during the Noč slovenskih skladateljev (Night of Slovenian Composers).
Because of my new arrival, I couldn’t be there in person to hear the Ansambel za sodobno glasbo MD7 bring it to life. While I would have loved to hear the ensemble—featuring Matej Zupan, Jože Kotar, Franci Krevh, Luca Ferrini, Maja Rome, and Igor Mitrović—perform it, you simply cannot force nature.
About "AVES" (Program Note)
I wrote this piece as a deeply personal farewell and a new beginning. Here is what I wrote about its inspiration:
"I wrote the piece AVES upon the death of my grandmother at the end of last year, just before my birthday. My grandmother loved singing and nature. Her father used to say, when someone sang beautifully, that they sang as beautifully as a 'thrush' (drouz). For inspiration, I took bird singing, which begins the piece, and later derived a melody from that motive, like a sort of 'Ave Maria'—a greeting and my way of saying goodbye to her."
The Circle of Life
There is a strange, beautiful symmetry in this. AVES was written to honor the passing of my grandmother. It was premiered just as I was celebrating the arrival of my son.
In the end, the music served as the bridge between them—a melody born from the memory of one generation to welcome the next.