There was a woman who lived in a neighbourhood where there was a lot of prejudice and corruption. She learned to play guitar and started writing songs about what was […]

Sometimes, on the road, when she was telling the same story for the 90th time, to whatever audience was in front of her, this one artist used to also think, […]

There was a sax player from out of town who played solos that blew some minds. When finishing and receiving applause they pointed at their instrument like it should take […]

There was a musician who loved sorting through their habits and later played at avoiding them. Their favourite personal contributions were whatever didn’t sound like them. This frustrated many people […]

Used to drive on the left and faster than the pack but experience altered me. Now the slow lane, no guarantee but better odds for longevity. Hard to not play […]

In the improvising world you work at listening (which changes what passes for thought). The extent to which you continue thinking is proportional to what is accomplished musically. That probably […]

At the improv workshop, the teacher said his system regarded musicians as having two types of consciousness. One is attention all over the place kind. Though you are supposedly engaged […]

Little person is into knock knock jokes. As far as she understands the point of the jokes is just to have a last line which could be anything. For instance […]

One time at the University of Toronto during Frosh week I watched the lead singer stage dive but first he warned them what he was going to do. At the […]