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.
Monday, August 05, 2013
. . . My secret desire was to write a piece of music.
Here's an excerpt from Clara Kathleen Rogers' Memories of a Musical Life. I find the stories she tell about her childhood in 19th-century England beautiful and compelling.
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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