Music is a mystery for people who play it, write it, listen to it, and write about it. The only thing I can really do when I try to say something about music is assume.
Thursday, January 20, 2011
The Snows of Yesteryear
Michael made this drawing of me out in the snow with my viola on my back several winters ago. The snows seem to have returned. But now I find myself asking the question, "Where are the snowplows of yesteryear?"
I am active as a composer, a violist, a violinist, a recorder player, and as a teacher. I have been keeping this space in the blogosphere alive with assumptions about music (and assorted other things) since 2005.
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