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PERFORMANCE NOTES<br />

-Some of the transposed copies split into octaves in consideration of a particular instrument's idiomatic capabilities. If a particular<br />

staff where this occurs can be doubled (ex: if you have a flute and oboe player available to play on Part I), have each of the players<br />

divide into the indicated octaves wherever possible.<br />

-Cue-sized notes are optional passages the players may choose to perform.<br />

-At measures 40 and 143, Part II performs excerpts of The Star-Spangled Banner as part of the composer's conceptual ideas for the<br />

original version of this work (these passages were originally written for solo muted trumpet). These two solos were intended to be<br />

played off-stage if possible. For this arrangement, and if Part II can be doubled, the composer recommends that the solos still be<br />

played off-stage if possible, regardless of the instrument these solos are assigned to for performance.<br />

-CHOIR (if used): There is a single baritone part with a higher tessitura written for younger singers, and tenor and bass parts with<br />

appropriate tessituras for older singers. The composer recommends that one or the other be used depending on the age of the<br />

performers. In either case, the same soprano and alto parts can be used.<br />

-Sus. Cym., China Cym. (if either or both are used): Mallets and sticks are required. When using sticks, the parts specify to either<br />

strike the cymbals with the bead (the head) or the shaft (the middle) of the sticks. For the Sus. Cym. part, this instruction applies to<br />

both the edge and the bell/dome of the cymbal.<br />

And the rocket's red glare<br />

the bombs bursting in air<br />

gave proof through the night<br />

that our flag---<br />

Stony the road we trod,<br />

bitter the chast'ning rod<br />

felt in the days when hope<br />

unborn had died;<br />

yet with a steady beat,<br />

have not our weary feet<br />

come to the place for which<br />

our fathers sighed?<br />

We have come over a way<br />

that with tears have been watered<br />

we have come treading our path<br />

through the blood of the slaughtered<br />

gloomy past, 'til now we stand<br />

at last where the white gleam<br />

of our bright star is cast<br />

Lift ev'ry voice and sing<br />

'till earth and heaven ring<br />

ring with the harmonies of liberty<br />

let our rejoicing rise<br />

high as the list'ning skies<br />

let it resound round as the rolling sea.<br />

TEXT<br />

--Text by Francis Scott Key and James Weldon Johnson

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