David Maslanka - Works

Works

Many of Maslanka’s compositions for winds and percussion have become established pieces in band repertoire. Among these pieces are “A Child’s Garden of Dreams,” “Rollo Takes a Walk,” and numerous concertos featuring a wide variety of solo instruments, including euphonium, flute, piano, marimba, alto saxophone, and (most recently) trombone. Maslanka’s second and fourth symphonies have become particularly popular wind literature. His works for percussion include “Montana Music: Three Dances for Percussion,” “Variations of ‘Lost Love,’” “My Lady White,” “Arcadia II: Concerto for Marimba and Percussion Ensemble,” and “Crown of Thorns.” Maslanka has also written a complete Mass for full choir, soprano, and baritone soli, with accompaniment by full symphonic band. Having spent his childhood in the New England area, a number of Maslanka’s compositions were influenced by his close relationship with the ocean (Alexander 1998). “Sea Dreams,” for example, as well as the second movement of his second symphony, reference large bodies of water. Maslanka’s works have been recorded and produced primarily by Albany Records, as well as Cambria, Crest, CRI, Klavier, Mark, Novisse, St. Olaf, and Umass labels. Most of his music is published by Carl Fischer. See full list of compositions by David Maslanka.

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