When I look back over my career as a composer and musician I often wonder how I got here. Before the age of nineteen my main claim to musical fame was a very weak record in piano examinations and an ability, and irritating compulsion, to sing a harmony to anything. At eighteen years I made the decision to enter the Bachelor of Arts/Music courses at University College Dublin where I chose English and Music as my main subjects before continuing on to complete a B.Mus degree after gaining a B.A..

In the early 1980s the best any of my fellow students could aspire to was to be a music teacher, and as a result the music course was tailored to instill a strong understanding of classical form and structure. The English course was mind-expanding, while Music provided discipline and form with little interest in developing the student’s appreciation of the music itself. That was left up to us to do on our own.

Every day in English threw up something provocative. I remember the shock of reading “The Idea of Order at Key West” by Wallace Stevens, and the profound effect it had on my view of the nature of music. In contrast Music was a succession of facts. While there was some degree of musical appreciation it was limited to the late 18th and 19th centuries in the main. I remember attending weeks of lectures on the symphonic music of Bruckner which still, to this day, bores me to death. I had become obsessed with Debussy, and in four years we never analysed any of his music and I don’t actually remember any of it being played.

The lack of interest in composition resulted in me passing through the entire course without studying orchestration. Did I enjoy the course – no. Did I benefit from it – yes. Understandably things in UCD are very different today to twenty years ago. I wouldn’t change a thing if I could go back. My time there made me the musician I am today. The Music faculty of 1982 didn’t contain a bunch of trendy young electro-acoustic composers, so I was allowed to put on a series of very modest concerts of my own work in blissful ignorance of the fact that we should have been radical is some unspecified way. To be honest, electro-acoustics aren’t of much interest to me. I have to work with digital processes all the time and I simply don’t see how “exploring” and studying a form like this which is constantly becoming redundant is any substitute for hard graft with a pencil and a book of unfinished chorales .

I had to organise, write and perform my own modest little efforts and they were received without ridicule, but also without debate or discussion. As a result I became completely self-sufficient right at the start of what has become my career.

Ireland has a strange attitude to composers. They float in a limbo all alone, neither lauded nor dismissed. Among our own fraternity there is a clear line between “Art” composers and “Commercial” composers. Composers of “Art” are heavily subsidised through commissions to write music that will advance our understanding of the nature of humanity and our place within the infinite. Possibly. Or mostly not. The “Commercial” composers are those that make money from what they do and they come from classical and non-classical training backgrounds. Some have been enormously original and successful, but they are not often given the accolade for their success. The “Art” composers exist within a ambiance that is modeled on Europe, where composition has developed and grown organically from relatively healthy historical roots of classical music. Ireland doesn’t have those, so really what we have is a facsimile of another culture’s musical history juxtaposed onto our own. That can’t be very healthy.

The problems with feeding a system like ours [a small country with lots of people clamouring after the same meager pickings] is that genuinely talented people are sometimes pushed aside by those who are

(a) loudest and most aggressive in their pursuit of commissions and grants

(b) fashionable because someone in Germany said that their sonata for potato and tuba with speaker and electro-acoustic elements was “compelling”

(c) have been give their basic training outside of the Republic where composition is seen as a proper career and not some nebulous concept.

Tonal and melodic music is deeply fashionable today, but oddly not in Ireland. There is no place for an Irish Arvo Part, Eric Whitacre, Philip Glass, Steve Reich, John Adams –  not even a quasi-John Tavener. Any composer whose musical voice falls into neither camp has nowhere to go except away from Ireland. Thank God for the internet.