Nguyen-Thien Dao - Works

Works

  • Tuyn Lua for chamber ensemble, Festival de Royan 1969.
  • Koskom for large orchestra, Radio France 1971
  • Ba Me Vietnam, for contrabass and twenty instruments, Festival de La Rochelle, 1972
  • Mỵ Châu Trọng Thuỷ Opera in Vietnamese - premiere at the Opéra de Paris (Salle Favart), 1979.
  • Concerto pour piano et orchestre, Rencontres de Metz, 1984
  • Symphonie pour pouvoir with Orchestre National de France at the Théâtre des Champs Elysées, 1989
  • Concerto 1789 (pour sextuor à cordes et orchestre), with the Orchestre National de Lille at the Palais des Congrès of Lille.
  • Les enfants d’Izieu opéra-oratorio Festival d’Avignon 1994
  • Hoa Tâu Hanoi Opera 1995
  • Khai Nhac Hanoi Opera 1997
  • Giao-Hoa Sinfonia, Salle Olivier Messiaen Radio France 1998
  • Sóng hồn ("Married") opera. Premiere Hanoi Opera House in Vietnam. 2000
  • Arco Vivo for violoncello solo 2000
  • Kosmofonia pour grand orchestre et chœur Forbach 2001
  • Sóng nhất nguyên (Monastic Wave) 2002
  • Sóng nhạc Trương Chi (The Wave of Music) Opéra de Hanoî 2003
  • Quatre Lyriques de ciel et de terre, opéra de chambre Paris 2004
  • Suoi Lung May, 1er Festival de Musique International Hué 2006.
  • Khoi Thap, Hanoi Opera 2007
  • So Day, Hanoi Opera 2007
  • Duo Vivo, hommage à Olivier Messiaen, Théâtre des Bouffes du Nord 2008,
  • Định mệnh bất chợt Oratorio – "Thanh xướng kịch KIỀU của Nguyễn Thiện Đạo" 2012

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