John Psathas - Works of Music

Works of Music

Notable works by John Psathas:

  • Waiting for the Aeroplane for piano (1988)
  • Matre's Dance for piano and percussion (1991)
  • Percussion Concerto for four percussionists and orchestra (1992/95)
  • Drum Dances for piano and drum kit (1993)
  • Rhythm Spike for piano (1994)
  • Three Island Songs for clarinet, cello and piano (1995)
  • Abhisheka for string quartet (1996)
  • Happy Tachyons for piano and percussion (1996)
  • Three Island Songs (version for piano trio) (1996)
  • Motet for piano duet (1997)
  • Jettatura for piano (1999)
  • Luminous for orchestra (1999)
  • Saxon for Brass Band (1999) - Written for the 2000 Shell NZ National Brass Band Championships
  • Piano Quintet for piano and string quartet (2000)
  • Saxophone Concerto for tenor saxophone, drum kit and orchestra (2000)
  • Fragment for piano and vibraphone (or piano duet) (2001)
  • Orpheus in Rarohenga for soprano, tenor and bass soloists, choir and orchestra (2002)
  • View from Olympus: Double Concerto for percussion, piano and orchestra (2002)
  • Piano Concerto for piano and orchestra (2003)
  • Pieces for the Olympic Games Opening and Closing Ceremonies - Athens 2004 (2004)
  • A Cool Wind for string quartet (2008) Commissioned by Chamber Music New Zealand and written specifically for the Takács Quartet.
  • Elect the Dead Symphony (with Serj Tankian) (Orchestral Arrangements) (2010)
  • The New Zeimbekiko (2011)

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