Amid last week’s chaos I managed to squeeze in a little composing one night. I was messing around with yet another waltz in my music journal, which I then edited quite a bit once I got into Noteflight and started putting in the notes.
I did not start out with German potato salad (the meaning of “Kartofelsalat”) as what I hoped to portray musically. I was just scribbling around, and when it came time to assign my little piece a title, “Kartofelsalat” popped into my head. It perhaps makes sense: it sounds funny, it’s vaguely German (this waltz has a bit of a German flare to it), and it’s a mix of various musical ingredients, much like the delicious side dish.
The Portly Politico 