Good morning North Adams. I'm standing on main street, waiting to cross the road...
On ‘I Want You To Panic’, by my dear friend and creative comrade, Elizabeth Shearon. I gave the world premiere of this piece on flute/piccolo at MASS MoCA in July. Liz’s piece samples Greta Thunberg’s action-provoking speech at the World Economic Forum in Davos this year, augmented by singing (by Liz) and the flute line. … Continue reading Musicians for the planet. Musicians for the future.
Apart from being pride month*, the month of June was dedicated to July. Of course, the time we invest in practicing and working is always an long-term investment and influences our future outputs. But July needed a month of preparation, to learn all the music that I was to be playing.
I had never been to Germany before. In fact, there are many places in Europe that I have never been despite being half-European. Driving into Würzburg my sleepy eyes and mind thought that I had returned to the lush landscape of Elmsted, instead now castles had replaced cows. The magnolia trees were in at the Hauptbahnhof. I adore the pale colour of the giant flowers heavy on their leafless branches.
These writings are for all those I kept waiting, those who encouraged me to write more and for those who are curious and love the worlds woven from words and of course for those of us who are in need of some moments for procrastination pleasure.
I now find myself past the midway mark of my time at The Studio...
before proceeding please listen: I've been told that England seems to be mostly in eternal drizzle to the point I thought it true. This place I've known for less than a week now has welcomed me with a warmth all too familiar. Did I bring that warm weather with me? This question incessantly plays in … Continue reading …till the cows come home