Where The City's Ceaseless Crowds is a piece composed for Trumpet and Piano for an experimental 1920 film 'Manhatta' which acclaimed composer Michael Nyman wrote in 2003.   The title of the piece comes from a poem by Walt Whitman called 'Mannahatta' which formed the basis of the experimental film directed by photographer Paul Strand and painter Charles Sheeler intended to explore therelationship between film and photography through a love letter to New York.   This item features the Full Score and the separate Trumpet parts.

Melodrama sentimentality vulgarity and sheer cockney cheek: the Victorian era was a period of extremes. With brass bands abounding in concert halls bandstands and even street corners the trombone flourished in this heady social and musical atmopshere. This varied collection of popular Victorian solos ranges from 'Home Sweet Home!' to Grand Variations on 'Father's a drunkard and Mother is Dead'. With idiomatic arrangements for the intermediate trombonist why not wallow in nostalgia and recreate the spirit of a lost age?

Joby Talbot's Trumpet Concerto Desolation Wilderness was commissioned by the Turku Philharmonic Orchestra and the Royal Liverpool Philharmonic Orchestra. First performed on 28th October 2006 by the Royal LiverpoolPhilharmonic Orchestra at The Philharmonic Hall Liverpool with Alison Balsom (to whom the work is dedicated) as soloist and JoAnn Falletta conductor. The Turku Philharmonic Orchestra gave the Finnish premiére performances on23rd and 24th November 2006.The Piano reduction of Desolation Wilderness includes Trumpet parts in B flat and C. (Suitable for advanced players).'In Early November 2005 my family and some friends visited thehigh Sierra Nevada in Northern California. As on former trips to the area I was struck by the strange and disarming contrast between the bright sunshine perfect blue sky and warm mountain air of the Sierran autumn; and theoccasional icy chill - sudden drops of temperature when the sun vanished behind the mountains momentary glimpses through the trees of distant snow clouds over the highest peaks. Nowhere was this dichotomy more apparent than inthe vast area of forests lakes and mountains known as Desolation Wilderness. Here the twisted shapes of the aspens are testament to the destructive power of winter. Sure enough that night the first snows fell and the highmountain passes we'd just crossed were closed till spring.