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From the final round of the University of British Columbia Concerto Competition in which I was named the winner 0:00: I. Andante et Allegro 12:01: II. Giration Saxophone: Harry Xie Piano: Dr. Matthew Ming Li

Soprano Saxophone: Harry Xie Piano: Nathan Canfield Ligature Credits: Leo Schlaifer Bordel 1900: 0:00 Café 1930: 3:43 "Bordel, 1900: The tango originated in Buenos Aires in 1882. It was first played on the guitar and flute. Arrangements then came to include the piano, and later, the concertina. This music is full of grace and liveliness. It paints a picture of the good natured chatter of the Fr...

Joy : 0:00 Besieged : 3:05 Gratitude: 8:17 Hiding: 15:12 Work: 18:26 Harry Xie, Alto Saxophone Nathan Canfield, Piano Performed on May 14th, 2022, as part of my senior recital at Northwestern University.

Soprano Saxophone: Harry Xie Piano: Nathan Canfield Ligature Credits: Leo Schlaifer Arranged for Soprano Saxophone by Harry Xie Performed on May 14th, 2022, as part of my senior recital at Northwestern University.

"The title of this work comes from a poem by Olav H. Hauge in his collection "The Dream We Carry". The composition is in two parts. The first second attempts to evoke memories of the past, and the second half, marked by a bisbigliando-like piano accompaniment, conjures up hope for the future. This reflects the idea from the Olav H. Hauge image that we are able to move forward in life because of...

I. Flowing: 0:00 II. Drifting: 3:43 III. Surging: 8:27 Program note from the composer: "Artists at the beginning of the twentieth century were exploring a couple main areas. The Cubists were interested in still life and portraits and fracturing these forms into simpler objects. The Futurists were interested in movement and speed. One of the founding members of the Futurists was Giacomo Balla, w...

Saxophone: Harry Xie Piano: Nathan Canfield I. Lively, with humor: 0:00 II. Serenade: 5:09 Recorded on December 9th, 2021 in the David and Carol McClintock Choral and Recital Room at Northwestern University

I went to the Garden of Love, And saw what I never had seen: A Chapel was built in the midst, Where I used to play on the green. And the gates of this Chapel were shut, And Thou shalt not. writ over the door; So I turn'd to the Garden of Love, That so many sweet flowers bore. And I saw it was filled with graves, And tomb-stones where flowers should be: And Priests in black gowns, were walking t...