Tom Trapp currently composes and arranges for top artists throughout the world. His arrangments of many (and varied) artists for many (and varied) orchestras/ensembles have been performed inestimably. Tom often has to miss concerts of his own stuff, which makes him upset.
As a composer, his numerous commissions have also been performed around the world. His hundreds of compositions range from orchestra to jazz band, from artsongs to rock songs, and everything in between.
Tom grew up in New York City, and picked up guitar, drums and piano at a young age. He attended the University of Miami, studying composition and orchestration - where the numerous mind-numbing discussions and overintellecual arguments would shape his view of music and what he wanted to do.
Numerous jobs as a score supervisor and consultant led to work as a composer and conductor of a variety of music in New York, and during the coming years, the family tree grew. Tom's work transcribing for publishers and magazines made a name for him as a transcriber, and Tom was busy orchestrating and conducting various music, and writing a lot of his own.
-missing piece of biography where Tom works a lot for free, spends lots of time on the phone, and studying scores-
Now Tom works internationally with the biggest artists in the world and still thinks that it's possible to be a badass AND maintain that music is not meant for the nerds only, is not meant to be dissected, is not meant to be taken too seriously, and is not meant to taught by guys with beards who have never worked with anyone outside the confines of a school.
If you have the tendency to treat music like a "job," Tom will probably not get along with you.
Proudly displaying something the composer's circles would most likely call "naïvete," Tom thinks it's possible to find the beauty of Beethoven, Aphex Twin, Debussy, John Adams, Schubert, Jelly Roll Morton, Queen, Bill Frisell, Al Green, Prokofiev, Frank Zappa, The Wu-Tang Clan and Tom Waits without dismissing any of them as "amateur" because they don't know what this chord is called*:
* Please stop mailing the name of the chord, I know what the name of the chord is. It was a joke.
