Maryanne Amacher

Voila Maryanne Amacher. She looks pretty reserved, right? Maybe a little uptight? Maybe a little cray-cray?

More on the cray-cray.

But in a good way! In an excellent way. Maryanne made soundscapes - crazy huge houses full of wiring and speakers and all sorts of things that could go wrong. And she spent most of her time in red overalls. And crazy red hair and ace glasses. And she passed away last year. No good way to segue to that after perving on her, really. Sorry for lack of finesse. There's a (possible) leadership spill and stuff tonight.

Yardena Alotin

This woman is a babe. Srsly. This is what I want my hair to look like. Usually, I just look like I've come off a treadmill.

Anyway, enough about me. Alotin was born in Tel-Aviv, and wrote lots of unaccompanied choir stuff. And some other stuff which isn't very interesting. And a flute piece called "Yefei Nof", which apparently is like a total fave of Galway's, and has "become established in the international flute repertory", according to my Norton/Grove Dictionary of Women Composers. It was a prize, alright! But anyway: I don't know this piece, so it can't be any good. KIDDING.

ps she's a babe. Nice pattern on shirt as well.

Andreas Traeg

I know nothing about this man. He hasn't even got a wiki. I mean, come on man! I know you've been dead a while and everything, but if you'd created a good enough legacy etc etc.

Well, he wrote a Solo Flute Fantasy in G Major. Not very exciting.

However: HELLO SAILOR. He's just got that look. How marvellous.

Also, bit of trivia: his sash is made out of French watered silk. I know this, because when I was music captain of my inner south eastern suburbs Catholic girls school (yeah, I know right?) we wore blue sashes made out of blue French watered silk, just like that.

You're completely welcome.

Burgmüller

Here is Johann Friedrich Franz Burgmüller:

Oh look! Here he is again, from the other side:

Here he is when he gets old! (Or possibly a picture or someone else with the same name. Google image search isn't particularly discerning)

Points for the funny hair.

I love this man from the deepest depths of my heart. And my god are those depths deep. So deep you could drown in them. Figuratively, of course. If they were actually deep or even existent I'd probably die, which would be terribly detrimental to my ability to love and blog, making this entire situation redundant.
Whatever.
He has made many, many, many hours of my work easier by writing his Op.100 which is easily accessible (as I have a copy of it sitting on my piano) and children seem to like it. I hate going out of my way to please children, so this is completely perfect.
Apparently he was fairly good looking too, had sideburns, which is always a plus and didn't lure children into the forest with candy or anything like that, so I'm going to assume he was one of those "all round nice guys" I keep hearing so much about. In the magazines.
Yup.
Burgmuller.
Awesome (probably) and attractive (debateably.)