On the moment my path diverged

Today, we have no choice but to live the questions, because the prospective answers have burgeoned. We no longer expect much sense of the world. Deferring to that incoherence can feel dizzying, and there is an urge to simplify, but simplicity is often a mistake: not pure but reductive. Your work is not opposed toContinue reading “On the moment my path diverged”

Barcarolle No. 3, Ned Rorem

I almost forgot the feeling of flowing rhythm unstoppable a river, a pendulum steady, steady, regular, regulated a flow of inflections, emotions and yet nuanced and yet exuberant belting, whispering, voice cracking trumpet fracking string ringing flinging arms out sticks the landing hands up, out of the flow        

Arbitrary Good Day

Just a particularly good day. A pleasant surprise of a late start for school. So, delicious breakfast of squash and some Jane Eyre, as well as a solid page or so of the concerto. Just tons of energy at school, with people and whatnot. Greeting and jabbering to everyone; I couldn’t help it. JL gaveContinue reading “Arbitrary Good Day”

Audition

Welllll, I had a memory slip, the piano was disarmingly stiff and quiet, and the professors, on break while I talked to the auditionee after me, told her that  she’d done ‘beautiful playing’, then and walked right past me. Here’s to hoping that they just didn’t recognize me in my jeans and tank-top.

This:

“The last is a 1975 recital that he gave at the very end of his professional life. Critics have uniformly savaged it – Sachs calls it “banging, disjointed and sloppy” – all true, and yet although Rubinstein was 88, nearly blind, in precarious health, and with diminished energy (he skips the last movement repeat), heContinue reading “This:”

Snapshot

A capella holiday tunes and the ensuing Pandora revival. Oh hey, bluegrassChrisThileNickelCreekWailingJennys. Andrew Bird? Spotless Monster’s Inc. themes. Loneliness and procrastination. Prescreenings first is yay. Engineering/CognitiveScience/Math & Music  – wut. Wait But Why. Perspective – bloops. Being int the same exact spot in the universe