Growing up a classical music kid in fog-soaked San Francisco, the Beach Boys were my secret musical alter-egos. Not the tormented genius of Brian Wilson, but the deceptively simple, sun-drenched, laid back, exuberant hymns of “California Girls,” “I Get Around,” and “In My Room.”
“I Wish They All Could Be. . .” takes fragments from these three songs, with all their loose-jointed, sauntering gaits, and puts them next to the other world I lived in as a teenager: tense, precise, super-focused classical piano lessons.
The two worlds don’t mix at first, they just butt up against each other, but something grows out of that jostling.
The piece has two versions, one for solo piano, and this one for instrumental octet.
— Conrad Cummings