"Now it's your turn", he told to me. I felt shocked.
Yesterday I was sitting in the audience at the Lithuanian Academy of Music at some organ related event. It might have been a seminar. I don't remember.
At first there was a talk given by some colleague, then student recital and finally when I was ready to go home, a senior professor who was leading the event said to me, "come, Vidas, now it's your turn."
I was embarrassed. I didn't remember what I was supposed to play so I gently whispered into the ear of the colleague who was coordinating the event to tell me what I've agreed to play or talk about.
She told me, "you will improvise on the piano while he will be reciting some poetry between your improvisations he wrote about you. You know, something about your temperament, mood or character."
Oh, now I remembered... Sort of...
There was about 15 minutes of intermission during which I mentally prepared myself of what I was going to play on the piano.
I'm not a pianist, you know. And by the way, I didn't know the poetry in advance so I felt kind of shaky.
But I've come up with this great entrance passage where I would start with the left hand in the bass range melody in Bb Myxolydian mode (with 3 flats) and then this would be interrupted with some chords in the Octatonic mode in C (alternating half steps and whole steps) in the middle range.
Then again this passage but now transposed minor third down to G with some chords too. I thought I would do this several times while I figure out what to play next.
Then I woke up. In my bed.
What could have triggered this kind of dream?
PS Ausra and I had ice-cream for dinner.