it's monday night and my workweek is officially over. nice to come home to my stuff just as i left it and know i'm free to play for the next few days. i'm letting the lease run out on my studio so will be teaching here come december, which will be nice; i'll never have to leave the house again! of course, this will be complicated a bit come january when lesley goes to india and i take the doggles full time, but we'll manage.
i'd been holding off telling ma n' pa about the move, but broke the news today and while they may not fully understand, i think part of them must. i can't really imagine living with someone over forty YEARS like them. wow. it still all feels good, though sad at times, but as this is a period of adjustment, that's to be expected.
i just made a list to keep on my desk to remind me of things i can be doing other than being online. sure is tempting to go here, go there, following my curiosity in a gazillion directions, but it becomes more of a distraction (like TV) after a while. i now have some freedom to follow my own bliss any time and in any way that manifests.
still have a gob of unpacking and organizing to do, but every day it feels more and more like home. les and i still see each other a lot and we're still hanging out, taking care of each other and stuff, which i'm grateful for.
looking at a quick arizona trip for Xmas and then it's back and time for my big student concert. with that, i'm going to post this and get offline. i gots things to do!
Monday, November 17, 2008
Thursday, November 6, 2008
exotic honey
the newest color with which i'm painting one of the walls in the living room of my NEW PLACE! i signed the lease a couple days ago, am picking up my bed tomorrow or the next day (bye bye vile futon, your days of not supporting my slumbering frame are over!) and in general am excited for a new phase of rediscovery of what it means to be me.
Monday, September 29, 2008
october whisperS
wow, hard to think that summer is over, but these nippley nights and brisk mornings, coupled with all the usual suspects of fall's demonstrations make it pretty hard to ignore.
settling in with a cup of yogi bedtime tea as my work week comes to a close. the dogs were alone pretty much all day today and keep watching me for some sort of cue that something exciting is about to happen. lesley is in crestone for a 10 day jaunt doing an Osho meditation workshop retreat thingy and i'm keeping things held together at home here. nice to get some alone time like this; even though i was in boulder/denver for a couple weeks last month, very little of it found me truly alone. a night camping at valley view was a wonderful end, though.
i was in minnesota last week for a quick 4 day surprise visit. logistical concerns forced me to confess my plans to my mom, which left only my dad not knowing of my return. it was nice--lots of TV, fattening food, and very little exercise, which is a way of saying it was a True American Experience. dad is bopping around like nobody's business and we even carved out a few hours of together time, which NEVER seems to happen anymore, to rent a pontoon boat and putter around the lake i grew up on. it became frustratingly difficult to see anything resembling land or nature from the water--all the lakeshore has been swallowed up by McMansions and exceedingly skinny houses resulting from the massive subdividing of properties over the past 15 years. oddly enough, my mom and i had some hang time the day before and spent it doing the exact same thing but by car. we peeked in our old house, saw the new downtown mound, drove past the high school and game farm road, etc. it was good to reconnect with the proverbial stomping grounds, even if there's less ground than there was and i tend to tread lighter these days.
i'm becoming fretless. i now own a shipman fretless bass and my old kramer now has a fretless fingerboard to go along with the amazing paint job i just had commissioned. it sounds kinda bad-ass and pretentious at the same time to say "I commissioned" it, but i did. all i told her was to absorb some max ernst and paul klee and see where things go. i'm tickled at the result and hope to have a pic to share soon.
even though i've only had one sip, this tea is lulling me to slumber. i think i'll succumb. the next three days will find me hiking a lot amongst the aspens, maybe even doing some camping...
settling in with a cup of yogi bedtime tea as my work week comes to a close. the dogs were alone pretty much all day today and keep watching me for some sort of cue that something exciting is about to happen. lesley is in crestone for a 10 day jaunt doing an Osho meditation workshop retreat thingy and i'm keeping things held together at home here. nice to get some alone time like this; even though i was in boulder/denver for a couple weeks last month, very little of it found me truly alone. a night camping at valley view was a wonderful end, though.
i was in minnesota last week for a quick 4 day surprise visit. logistical concerns forced me to confess my plans to my mom, which left only my dad not knowing of my return. it was nice--lots of TV, fattening food, and very little exercise, which is a way of saying it was a True American Experience. dad is bopping around like nobody's business and we even carved out a few hours of together time, which NEVER seems to happen anymore, to rent a pontoon boat and putter around the lake i grew up on. it became frustratingly difficult to see anything resembling land or nature from the water--all the lakeshore has been swallowed up by McMansions and exceedingly skinny houses resulting from the massive subdividing of properties over the past 15 years. oddly enough, my mom and i had some hang time the day before and spent it doing the exact same thing but by car. we peeked in our old house, saw the new downtown mound, drove past the high school and game farm road, etc. it was good to reconnect with the proverbial stomping grounds, even if there's less ground than there was and i tend to tread lighter these days.
i'm becoming fretless. i now own a shipman fretless bass and my old kramer now has a fretless fingerboard to go along with the amazing paint job i just had commissioned. it sounds kinda bad-ass and pretentious at the same time to say "I commissioned" it, but i did. all i told her was to absorb some max ernst and paul klee and see where things go. i'm tickled at the result and hope to have a pic to share soon.
even though i've only had one sip, this tea is lulling me to slumber. i think i'll succumb. the next three days will find me hiking a lot amongst the aspens, maybe even doing some camping...
Monday, August 11, 2008
over the shoulder, boulder
it just became tuesday, which means it's either really late or really early. i've been weaning myself off espresso lately but found myself imbibing in some nice french roast coffee the past couple of days.
on wednesday i'm heading up to boulder to perform with jennifer hicks and fragile creep ( www.fragilecreep.com ) at the boulder international fringe festival. the piece is coming together in intriguing and kooky ways; last i heard i'll be wearing a lab coat with some sort of nurse motif...
mostly i'll be playing guitar/loops but have also compiled some soundtrack type of stuff to go with particular sections. should be fun and it'll be great to see all the other stuff going on these next two weekends. this is also the time of year i like to get away, not only because it's long overdue, but because most of my students are starting their transition back to school-mode.
me n' the girls did finally get out of town a couple weeks back when we camped alongside the chama river. it was wondrous but we're kicking ourselves for not researching the area better; apparently we were extremely close to some natural hot springs! gosh darnit all to betsy! it was great, though, and the dogs did well in the tent and staying close when they were running around exploring. only downside: the rattlesnakes, which killed a day of hiking we had planned. the dogs are clueless about rattlers and we were trudging around in our tevas (and chacos)...not exactly a good mix. i'll add some pics in my next rh.com picture update, which is sadly out of date.
god's green ghost miraculously garnered the 'best new band' vote in the annual santa fe reporter's readers poll. i honestly think we probably had the most interesting name on the ballot, but hey, i'll take it! no plans for any gigs any time too soon, but there are a couple folks due for visits in the coming months, so it's quite likely. dave wayne, robert muller, paul brown and i are loosely planning a non-one-off project to rehearse, compose and perform with. will tackle that upon my return.
my dad is kicking some recovery ass up in MN. he's driving, reading and finally getting back to banging away at some mystery project down in his workroom. i may get up there this fall but won't know for a while if that'll happen. they're surely planning on heading to AZ by late november, which, considering my mom's gloomy outlook on that this spring, is great news.
teaching is still going well; finagling my returning students with some new ones and am pretty much booked solid upon my return. we'll do another concert this fall or winter for sure. in fact, we just did a mini concert at the children's museum last week for a fundraiser there. only about five students, most of which i played bass for and all of which sang, which is something i'm continuing to encourage. perhaps i'll even belt something out myself wunnathesedaze.
lesley continues her busy massage life at ten thousand waves, eyeing a solo road trip and change of paradigms in the coming months. she's going to hold down the fort when i go to colorado, and i'll do the same when she goes. seems like a healthy thing for all, yes? hopefully we'll get out of the country together again next year sometime. weird--one year ago we were still in bali and she was just starting to get horribly sick; something she's still trying to recover fully from but appears to be on the path.
not too exciting, but i recently got contacts again for the first time in many years. nice to see peripherally and not have to have a plastic crutch on my face. still hiking five days or so a week in the mountains here and noni has recently been graced with the fashion and functionality of an "outward hound" backpack thingamajob. so far she's only been carrying a handful of macrobiotic cookbooks for weight, but we're putting rocks in there too to weigh/slow her down. so far so good; she's proud of her new look and it keeps her on the trail and endowed with an Important Job (you never know when you might need a recipe for daikon n' kuzu macaroons).
sold my 2880 super looper on ebay, and recently purchased a dehydrator and bad-ass vitamix blender for our continuing curiosity with raw food.
blah bla bl b...
on wednesday i'm heading up to boulder to perform with jennifer hicks and fragile creep ( www.fragilecreep.com ) at the boulder international fringe festival. the piece is coming together in intriguing and kooky ways; last i heard i'll be wearing a lab coat with some sort of nurse motif...
mostly i'll be playing guitar/loops but have also compiled some soundtrack type of stuff to go with particular sections. should be fun and it'll be great to see all the other stuff going on these next two weekends. this is also the time of year i like to get away, not only because it's long overdue, but because most of my students are starting their transition back to school-mode.
me n' the girls did finally get out of town a couple weeks back when we camped alongside the chama river. it was wondrous but we're kicking ourselves for not researching the area better; apparently we were extremely close to some natural hot springs! gosh darnit all to betsy! it was great, though, and the dogs did well in the tent and staying close when they were running around exploring. only downside: the rattlesnakes, which killed a day of hiking we had planned. the dogs are clueless about rattlers and we were trudging around in our tevas (and chacos)...not exactly a good mix. i'll add some pics in my next rh.com picture update, which is sadly out of date.
god's green ghost miraculously garnered the 'best new band' vote in the annual santa fe reporter's readers poll. i honestly think we probably had the most interesting name on the ballot, but hey, i'll take it! no plans for any gigs any time too soon, but there are a couple folks due for visits in the coming months, so it's quite likely. dave wayne, robert muller, paul brown and i are loosely planning a non-one-off project to rehearse, compose and perform with. will tackle that upon my return.
my dad is kicking some recovery ass up in MN. he's driving, reading and finally getting back to banging away at some mystery project down in his workroom. i may get up there this fall but won't know for a while if that'll happen. they're surely planning on heading to AZ by late november, which, considering my mom's gloomy outlook on that this spring, is great news.
teaching is still going well; finagling my returning students with some new ones and am pretty much booked solid upon my return. we'll do another concert this fall or winter for sure. in fact, we just did a mini concert at the children's museum last week for a fundraiser there. only about five students, most of which i played bass for and all of which sang, which is something i'm continuing to encourage. perhaps i'll even belt something out myself wunnathesedaze.
lesley continues her busy massage life at ten thousand waves, eyeing a solo road trip and change of paradigms in the coming months. she's going to hold down the fort when i go to colorado, and i'll do the same when she goes. seems like a healthy thing for all, yes? hopefully we'll get out of the country together again next year sometime. weird--one year ago we were still in bali and she was just starting to get horribly sick; something she's still trying to recover fully from but appears to be on the path.
not too exciting, but i recently got contacts again for the first time in many years. nice to see peripherally and not have to have a plastic crutch on my face. still hiking five days or so a week in the mountains here and noni has recently been graced with the fashion and functionality of an "outward hound" backpack thingamajob. so far she's only been carrying a handful of macrobiotic cookbooks for weight, but we're putting rocks in there too to weigh/slow her down. so far so good; she's proud of her new look and it keeps her on the trail and endowed with an Important Job (you never know when you might need a recipe for daikon n' kuzu macaroons).
sold my 2880 super looper on ebay, and recently purchased a dehydrator and bad-ass vitamix blender for our continuing curiosity with raw food.
blah bla bl b...
Thursday, June 26, 2008
twomonthswow
Whenever a large chunk of time transpires between posts, it causes me to think about some sort of hierarchy of importance in enumerating the missing details. with that in mind i'll hit some of the areas worth talking about and along the way inevitably discover littler details as well.
my dad is back home after 10 days at the UofM hospital. To provide a touch of background: last year around this time his eyes and eyelid starting going out of focus and drooping, respectively. He was later diagnosed with myasthenia gravis, which you could read about here if so inclined. Over the next few months his eyes got worse and it seemed it was spreading to his hands. What was supposed to be a routine doctor visit in May 08 to increase his then-new prednisone found him having trouble breathing, and the doctor sending him to the hospital pronto. A day later I flew back home to be around as best i could. Lots of feeling helpless and hand-holding, but that's about what you do when someone is laying there with tubes in every orifice and not being able to speak. Big thanks to all who offered support and good energy; his eyes are better than ever now and he's gradually able to use his hands again.
The minnesota visit came on the heels of some other pre-memorial day (read: no vacationers) vacation stuff: Valley View and Chaco Canyon. VV found me and my girls meeting up with dan in a different cabin than we normally inhabit. It was cold and snowed but was also lovely; hot springs being better when the air is colder, right? Got a cool crystal bowl sound healing and massage and one of our walks felt like hundreds of unseen eyes were watching us. We came across a couple old mining camps and saw aspen trees carved with dates back to 1934, along with freshly-scraped bark from elk horns which was REALLY high up the tree, making us a bit freaked at the size of the bucks.
We got back here and Dan went to volunteer at a trail clearing near el malpais and he and i later met at chaco canyon for a couple days of full-moon camping and oops-i-went-off-the-trail hiking. 'twas great, but only when we ventured past the proverbial trails and found things that were real, like caves with bones, pottery shard/sherds, fossils, stone tools, etc. Chaco has been ravaged pretty thoroughly over the decades and a lot of things have been rebuilt and re-done to look authentic. Imagine our surprise and dismay when our first quick venture/pueblo turned out to have a plastic drain hole in one of the "kivas!" Luckily we met up with Sher, an instant resonant new friend from Taos and she told us the good places to go. Proof positive that if you're 96.24% of the population, you'll stick with what's near and documented in easy-to-read signs and well-defined trails. the rest of us, well, as long as we walk with reverence and care, we're gonna find the good shit!
An invitation to open for the local prog-rock theme band Gnossurrus found my old power trio AlmatrosS performing for the first time in almost two years in early june. I can't say we'll be back anytime soon, but it was fun to play out and even make a couple bucks doing it. we played at evangelo's, a charming little poophole near the santa fe plaza and there are some youtube links from that night here, though the sound quality isn't so hot. Thanks trish!
Speaking of evangelo's, i've played there a few times these past couple months, also with the funk quartet funky monkey, which is to be taken about as seriously as you might think. the trick is we're all reading charts and it's quite fun and challenging as well. can't go wrong with a fun summer funk band, right?
Still teaching full-time four days a week with my couple hours in at candyman ordering books every monday morning. My students and i rocked a huge concert in late april with me on bass and my buddy matt on drums for 95% of the songs. added bonus was my parents being in attendance; nice to share my success with them and give them something to talk about, which seems to still be centered around my pal rocque's rendition of "panama" he sang with my student andy. (guess it was a bit loud and enthusiastic!)
Les and i watched the entire first season of the "dog whisperer" series on dvd, something we'd heard about for a long time but never experienced since we remain television-challenged. great and simple stuff, and almost instant results. further proof that most animal training is really about training the bipeds in the hizz-ouse. We're being challenged by the goal of avoiding tourists on the mountains, but are savvy enough to know where and when they won't go. The weather has been spectacular, though record-breakingly high the past couple weeks. And that solstice moon totally kicked our ass, but that's another story. Speaking of solstice, Al (the 'al' of 'almatross') had his yearly party out in la cienega and it was fun to hang by the bonfire, eat el parasol and jam with various lineups of folks.
God's Green Ghost may make another appearance this fall, especially considering some recent appreciation we're getting (which is as much as i can mysteriously allude to at this juncture). Hopefully another visitor will come and kick our ass. Sad that we're losing the great milton villarrubia on drums, but best of luck to him as he ventures east.
Been engaged in a new-but-still-amorphous round of visual art using espresso lately and hope to upload/update my photoreality one of these days on my site.
well, that sums up some things, anyway. may all grass gracefully stain your knees as you kneel in awe of all this planet has to offer!
my dad is back home after 10 days at the UofM hospital. To provide a touch of background: last year around this time his eyes and eyelid starting going out of focus and drooping, respectively. He was later diagnosed with myasthenia gravis, which you could read about here if so inclined. Over the next few months his eyes got worse and it seemed it was spreading to his hands. What was supposed to be a routine doctor visit in May 08 to increase his then-new prednisone found him having trouble breathing, and the doctor sending him to the hospital pronto. A day later I flew back home to be around as best i could. Lots of feeling helpless and hand-holding, but that's about what you do when someone is laying there with tubes in every orifice and not being able to speak. Big thanks to all who offered support and good energy; his eyes are better than ever now and he's gradually able to use his hands again.
The minnesota visit came on the heels of some other pre-memorial day (read: no vacationers) vacation stuff: Valley View and Chaco Canyon. VV found me and my girls meeting up with dan in a different cabin than we normally inhabit. It was cold and snowed but was also lovely; hot springs being better when the air is colder, right? Got a cool crystal bowl sound healing and massage and one of our walks felt like hundreds of unseen eyes were watching us. We came across a couple old mining camps and saw aspen trees carved with dates back to 1934, along with freshly-scraped bark from elk horns which was REALLY high up the tree, making us a bit freaked at the size of the bucks.
We got back here and Dan went to volunteer at a trail clearing near el malpais and he and i later met at chaco canyon for a couple days of full-moon camping and oops-i-went-off-the-trail hiking. 'twas great, but only when we ventured past the proverbial trails and found things that were real, like caves with bones, pottery shard/sherds, fossils, stone tools, etc. Chaco has been ravaged pretty thoroughly over the decades and a lot of things have been rebuilt and re-done to look authentic. Imagine our surprise and dismay when our first quick venture/pueblo turned out to have a plastic drain hole in one of the "kivas!" Luckily we met up with Sher, an instant resonant new friend from Taos and she told us the good places to go. Proof positive that if you're 96.24% of the population, you'll stick with what's near and documented in easy-to-read signs and well-defined trails. the rest of us, well, as long as we walk with reverence and care, we're gonna find the good shit!
An invitation to open for the local prog-rock theme band Gnossurrus found my old power trio AlmatrosS performing for the first time in almost two years in early june. I can't say we'll be back anytime soon, but it was fun to play out and even make a couple bucks doing it. we played at evangelo's, a charming little poophole near the santa fe plaza and there are some youtube links from that night here, though the sound quality isn't so hot. Thanks trish!
Speaking of evangelo's, i've played there a few times these past couple months, also with the funk quartet funky monkey, which is to be taken about as seriously as you might think. the trick is we're all reading charts and it's quite fun and challenging as well. can't go wrong with a fun summer funk band, right?
Still teaching full-time four days a week with my couple hours in at candyman ordering books every monday morning. My students and i rocked a huge concert in late april with me on bass and my buddy matt on drums for 95% of the songs. added bonus was my parents being in attendance; nice to share my success with them and give them something to talk about, which seems to still be centered around my pal rocque's rendition of "panama" he sang with my student andy. (guess it was a bit loud and enthusiastic!)
Les and i watched the entire first season of the "dog whisperer" series on dvd, something we'd heard about for a long time but never experienced since we remain television-challenged. great and simple stuff, and almost instant results. further proof that most animal training is really about training the bipeds in the hizz-ouse. We're being challenged by the goal of avoiding tourists on the mountains, but are savvy enough to know where and when they won't go. The weather has been spectacular, though record-breakingly high the past couple weeks. And that solstice moon totally kicked our ass, but that's another story. Speaking of solstice, Al (the 'al' of 'almatross') had his yearly party out in la cienega and it was fun to hang by the bonfire, eat el parasol and jam with various lineups of folks.
God's Green Ghost may make another appearance this fall, especially considering some recent appreciation we're getting (which is as much as i can mysteriously allude to at this juncture). Hopefully another visitor will come and kick our ass. Sad that we're losing the great milton villarrubia on drums, but best of luck to him as he ventures east.
Been engaged in a new-but-still-amorphous round of visual art using espresso lately and hope to upload/update my photoreality one of these days on my site.
well, that sums up some things, anyway. may all grass gracefully stain your knees as you kneel in awe of all this planet has to offer!
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
post
my last entry being a week before our concert, it's only fitting this one be a week after.
regarding said concert, it was immensely satisfying on many levels. sure, it would have been nice to have more people there but for a wednesday night it was quite respectable; we paid for the room and everyone walked with a couple bucks. not like any of us are "in it for the money" but nice to get some anyway. me? i'm in it for the mad groupies that flock to comprovisational music. i could barely read my charts for all the gently-worn bras and panties gracing the stage! ahem. anyhoo, the recording turned out well and it rocked.
last night went to see mike doughty and his band. last time he was here was just him and "scrap" on cello. this was a four-piece and was solid and fun, though he seemed overly grumpy. it almost became danceable but never quite enough to move the head-bobbers into action. at one point a woman gently approached the stage to say or request something and MD was cruelly dismissive, which changed the whole vibe of the room in a not-so-good way. that kinda bummed me and my friend talia out, but oh well, not my problem.
lesley left for the UK last tuesday. she was planning on going at the end of the month but sped it up due to some concerns she's had about some numbness and tingling in her extremities. being a british citizen, she still gets free care over there so took full advantage of it with a comprehensive blood test. now she has to wait for that to come back and take the next step(s). could still mean she's gone for a while, or may be back next week. our hunch is that she impinged a cranial nerve, possibly from doing so much yoga, but it's nearly impossible to self-diagnose these things. i'm just glad she's getting it taken care of, as the symptoms have been freaking us out this past month.
ma and pa will be rolling through next week from phoenix back to minneapolis. the snow birds have been flooding our sleepy town the past couple weeks. they're going to come to my students' recital and it'll be nice to see them, even if lesley won't. i don't think i'll get up to MN this year, but won't rule it out. i do want to go next year as its my 20 year HS reunion; not having attended any of the others, this one seems worth it somehow.
i've been pondering the possibility of going to japan this fall, but am having trouble with the cost. there's a trip organized by 10,000 waves that sounds delightful (hot springs, northern mountains, rustic villages with no white people, sake) but would be roughly $5K for only ten days. i do want to go somewhere, though, just not sure. in mid-may les and i are heading back up to valley few for a couple days. got a cabin already reserved and will hopefully see dapper dan as well.
regarding said concert, it was immensely satisfying on many levels. sure, it would have been nice to have more people there but for a wednesday night it was quite respectable; we paid for the room and everyone walked with a couple bucks. not like any of us are "in it for the money" but nice to get some anyway. me? i'm in it for the mad groupies that flock to comprovisational music. i could barely read my charts for all the gently-worn bras and panties gracing the stage! ahem. anyhoo, the recording turned out well and it rocked.
last night went to see mike doughty and his band. last time he was here was just him and "scrap" on cello. this was a four-piece and was solid and fun, though he seemed overly grumpy. it almost became danceable but never quite enough to move the head-bobbers into action. at one point a woman gently approached the stage to say or request something and MD was cruelly dismissive, which changed the whole vibe of the room in a not-so-good way. that kinda bummed me and my friend talia out, but oh well, not my problem.
lesley left for the UK last tuesday. she was planning on going at the end of the month but sped it up due to some concerns she's had about some numbness and tingling in her extremities. being a british citizen, she still gets free care over there so took full advantage of it with a comprehensive blood test. now she has to wait for that to come back and take the next step(s). could still mean she's gone for a while, or may be back next week. our hunch is that she impinged a cranial nerve, possibly from doing so much yoga, but it's nearly impossible to self-diagnose these things. i'm just glad she's getting it taken care of, as the symptoms have been freaking us out this past month.
ma and pa will be rolling through next week from phoenix back to minneapolis. the snow birds have been flooding our sleepy town the past couple weeks. they're going to come to my students' recital and it'll be nice to see them, even if lesley won't. i don't think i'll get up to MN this year, but won't rule it out. i do want to go next year as its my 20 year HS reunion; not having attended any of the others, this one seems worth it somehow.
i've been pondering the possibility of going to japan this fall, but am having trouble with the cost. there's a trip organized by 10,000 waves that sounds delightful (hot springs, northern mountains, rustic villages with no white people, sake) but would be roughly $5K for only ten days. i do want to go somewhere, though, just not sure. in mid-may les and i are heading back up to valley few for a couple days. got a cabin already reserved and will hopefully see dapper dan as well.
Wednesday, April 9, 2008
gGg
It's an overcast wednesday morning in the fe. Got a delicious opportunity to catch up on sleep and am in the preparatory throes of our upcoming concert in one week. This will be a stellar lineup and the first time this sextet will be heard (maybe the only?). I've been sketching a lot of ideas out, utilitizing the DUH! realization that's crystallized so clearly these past couple weeks: notation! Now, seeing that this particular concert will also feature two other composers, i'm not going overboard or anything (especially with the ONE rehearsal we'll have), but damn it feels good to write out those neat little black dots again. I realized, since my last post and two more concerts i've taken in since, that it's quite clear that i need to be writing again. i've been doing the pure improv thing now for several years, and while it's beautiful and not in the least getting discarded, i need structure. the three concerts of staggering inspiration have been rez abassi's organ trio, andy milne & dapp theory and the stunning claudia quintet; the last two from this past weekend. all had kick-ass compositions and puh-lenty of improv. DUH!
One of the primary things i'm doing now is providing purely rhythmic heads; cued junctions where we can come together out of the ether, nail something together, and then float back up again. music is the shizzit.
One of the primary things i'm doing now is providing purely rhythmic heads; cued junctions where we can come together out of the ether, nail something together, and then float back up again. music is the shizzit.
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